My Playground in the Stars

Hi! I'm Boshi and this is my personal, generic role play blog. 

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Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

By the time Makoto awoke, Rin was already gone. He knew when he walked by his empty room. Sighing, he ran a hand through his messy hair and made his way to the kitchen. The first thing he noticed when he stepped to the fridge was the message on the whiteboard. So he’d gone for a swim, huh? Well that sounded like Rin alright.

A quick look through the fridge made Makoto sigh- nothing. Turning to the cupboard, he grabbed a bowl and the box of cereal sitting underneath before pouring himself a bowl. He took a seat at the kitchen table before starting to eat. As he ate, his thoughts ran back to last night’s events. He narrowed his eyes angrily at the thought of Rin being with that Haru, and he finished his cereal quickly. 

After rinsing the bowl off, he heard a buzzing noise coming from the counter. Expecting to find a bug, he was instead met with the sight of Rin’s phone. Grabbing it, he opened it to see a message from none other than Haru that read ‘I’m going to be a little late.’ 

Curious, Makoto went to the archived messages between Haru and Rin and read them. What he saw was not something that he liked. Apparently the two were meeting up today at a family restaurant. Well he knew of one place nearby- maybe that was where they were. He couldn’t let Rin confess to Haru- he could always stop by on the way to the University to ‘give Rin his phone back’ and see where it went from there. Heading to his room, he started to change.

When Haru woke up, he did his normal morning routine of soaking in the tub and then getting ready. What he hadn’t expected was to find his neighbor, a sweet older lady, struggling with some boxes. He couldn’t just leave her, so he sent a quick message to Rin before helping her.

Once done, Haru made his way to the restaurant, stopping just inside the door and scanning the area for Rin. Spotting his red hair, he made his way towards him and sat across from him in the booth. “Hi Rin. What did you want to talk about?” 

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Rin felt like he was a ticking bomb the longer he waited for Haru to arrive. Every time he heard the tinkling bells of the door opening, his head would shoot up only to get his hopes shot down every time it wasn’t Haru. He grew more aggravated and was starting to wonder maybe that water loving freak was standing him up or maybe he completely forgot like he feared. But he sent him two text messages about not being late before he left the apartment so there was no way he could forget right? But this was Haru they were talking about. Rin had half the mind to pull at his hair when the entrance door opened, and at last it was Haru who walked in.

 The red head slumped back in his seat as he let out a sigh of relief. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so stressed out in such a short amount of time. Not even his swim meets were this stressful. When Haru slipped into the seat across from him, Rin shot him a glare, his eyes a little glassy like he was on the verge of tears. Though if he did start crying it would be tears of both relief and frustration for Haru’s late arrival.

 “Don’t ‘Hi Rin’ me! What took you so long?! I specifically told you not to be late! The least you could’ve done was send me a text or—“ Rin started to rummage through his bag, “or called me to let me know that you uh…were gonna be…uh…” Rin froze as he seemed to remember something, and slowly his face turned red. “I left my phone at my apartment…” He sheepishly scratched the back of his neck, feeling quite embarrassed. Even if Haru did message him, he wouldn’t have gotten it because he made such a typical mistake.

 Sighing heavily, Rin apologized, “Sorry, Haru. That was my bad, and I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I’ve just been really stressed out because ugh--! I seriously screwed up yesterday!” Rin finally gave in to his urge to ruffle his hair and tug at it in frustration before he slumped onto the table rather depressingly. The red head was about to confess his mistakes to his ever stoic friend, but it was at that moment a waitress came with a platter of their food. Sitting upright, Rin allowed the waitress to put down their food. “Oh yeah, I went ahead and ordered food for us. You always get the mackerel anyways.”

 Rin thought it was probably better if he had something in his stomach before he started talking so he began to eat the hamburger steak he ordered. Besides, Haru was probably hungry too, so there was no harm to waiting a few minutes. Rin actually ate all of his main dish and was just starting on his side bowl of rice when he started talking.

 “So yesterday I told Makoto that I was in love with you,” Rin said with a slight frown, getting straight to the point. He looked over at Haru, making eye contact with him. “Which we both know is a lie. And you’ve probably figured out that I’m actually in love with that dense numbskull so no point in hiding that, but my problem is I’m a coward who can’t confess.” Rin sighed heavily before he ate a bit of rice, probably an excuse to collect his thoughts. “He thinks I am in love with you…even tried to advise me not to ask you out cuz you’re ace, which I had no idea you were, but I want you to do me the solid and pretend to go out with me. Just until I work up the courage to confess to him…”

 Rin looked really troubled as he stared down at his rice. It was obvious that this was really weighing on his mind. He put down his half eaten rice bowl, seemingly lost his appetite, as he sighed for umpteenth time. “Asexuals can be in romantic relationships, so it wouldn’t be strange if you accepted my “confession”, and he’d leave my love life alone for a while if knew we were dating. You know how Makoto is. Too kind for his own good, and always worrying more about the people around him than himself. I don’t think my heart could handle it if I blurt out a real confession to him out of panic like I blurted out the lie that I liked you,” Rin explained, knowing that Haru wouldn’t agree too easily if there wasn’t logic behind his proposal. The red head looked over at the other with pleading eyes. “So what do you say Haru? Will you “go out” with me for a while?”

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Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto watched Rin’s reaction to his words, and damn it all if it wasn’t the reaction he did want. He seemed genuinely upset by the news that Haru might not like him back, and that just made Makoto even angrier. Still, he managed to somehow retain his composure and listen to everything Rin said, just in case he let something slip. When the redhead’s eyes started to tear up, he extended a hand towards his shoulder. But before he could place it, Rin stood abruptly and said he was going to bed. “Oh… alright. If you need anything… you know where I am.” As soon as Rin was out of sight, Makoto let his emotions loose. He slammed his fist into the back of the couch with a muffled thump, head hanging with anger. It seemed that no matter what he did, Rin was avoiding him like the plague. He either really did like someone else or was too afraid to confess his own feelings. If things went the way he wanted, then he would just force Rin into his arms one way or another. Standing with a quiet growl, he headed down the hall to his own room. He paused outside Rin’s room for just a second, touching the wood of the door fleetingly before moving on. Making sure the door was closed, he changed into his pajama pants and climbed into bed. No matter what happens, or when it does, Rin will be mine. He soon found himself drifting off, unable to fight off the sleep that wanted to claim him. After a few minutes, he gave in and drifted off to sleep.

Haru’s day had been going normally for him- mackerel breakfast, swimming practice, classes, more swimming and home. Now as he was getting ready for bed, his phone went off. Rummaging through his bag until he found it, Haru pulled his phone out to see who texted him. It was Rin. He wants to meet? What for I wonder? Not really caring why, Haru agreed. “Yeah sure. When?” was his simple response, and he pressed the send button before climbing into bed and trying to go to sleep.

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Rin was actually surprised by the quick reply he got from Haru, but then again, mackerel was on the table. The red head made a face for a second before actually read the other’s message, and predictably, Haru agreed to meet him. Rin quickly wrote out a reply:

 “Tomorrow. At noon. Don’t be late!”

 Rin read it once over before he pressed the send button. He grimaced; Haru better not be late tomorrow, he was already anxious as he was and he needed to get this problem off his chest. Not to mention, he had to sneak out to meet him without Makoto noticing, but he was pretty sure that the gentle giant had a class around that time. Still, he wanted to avoid being asked about his feelings because Rin could be such a terrible liar under pressure. He might just end up confessing without meaning to. Rin frowned worriedly before he turned onto his side and pulled the covers tightly around himself. Right, he’ll just leave first thing in the morning, say that he had last minute morning practice or something of the sort. With that in mind, Rin felt more at ease, and managed to drift off to sleep.

 Morning came, and Rin woke up earlier than he intended to, but that worked out better for him. The red head was quick to get ready, putting on his swimwear then his sweats over it, legit making it out to seem like he really was going to practice. And he figured that he might as well do it for real, since the university’s swimming pool was open during school days. Not to mention, the restaurant wasn’t from campus, so it was a win/win situation! He didn’t have to worry about lying if Makoto happened to be awake, much to his relief.

 Luckily, Makoto seemed to still be sound asleep when Rin made his way out of his room and to the kitchen with his sports bag slung over his shoulder. He sighed in relief as he took out his phone to send Haru a text. “Don’t forget to meet me at Yayoiken!” Haru could be so absentminded sometimes, or rather, he only thought about swimming that it made Rin nervous and anxious that he’d forget.

 Rin put his phone down on the counter before he went to grab something quick to eat for breakfast. He settled with a banana and a couple of protein bars, since he didn’t want to eat too much for more than one reason. After snatching up a water bottle from the fridge, Rin left a note for Makoto on the little whiteboard they had on the fridge, telling him that he went out for a swim. Makoto could be such a worry wart if he didn’t tell the brunet where he was going, but then again, he was too. Rin smiled to himself before he made his way over to the entrance way, slipped on his shoes, and left quietly, completely forgetting his phone on the counter.

 After taking the train and 15 minute walk to campus, Rin spent about two and a half hours at the University’s indoor pool. He was glad he decided to go swimming, because it really helped calming his nerves. Usually his practice was intense, which it was for the first hour, but he spent the second just swimming laps leisurely. To think that the nonsense Haru sometimes would say about embracing the water would come in handy. Maybe Haru was wiser than he let on. Hopefully that wisdom will help him out with his problem with Makoto.

 Whatever tranquility he achieved from his swim slowly started to fade the moment he stepped out of the pool. Anxiety slowly ate at him while he took a quick shower in the locker room, as he got dressed in some casual clothes he brought along, and as he made his way to the restaurant. The red head was nervously and impatiently tapping his foot by the time he was seated in a booth, waiting for Haru to show up.  

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Desert Flower

[sexysharkboyrin]

Rin groaned as Makoto turned his head and kissed him, whimpering when his hips were stilled. The lack of friction made him needy, especially when tinged with the arousing sense of losing all control. The only way he would be even more helpless was if he were bound, though at this point it wouldn’t be much of a difference. As the kiss stopped, Rin gasped for breath. He shivered at the other kisses pressed over his face and shoulder, pressing back against Makoto more. “M-makoto… AH!” he cried, shuddering violently as he was suddenly thrust into multiple times, the pleasure going straight to his head and making him almost dizzy. Soon enough it stopped, leaving Rin on the brink of orgasm and whining like a puppy. “I… Ngh, want…. Want to be yours, Makoto…. Only yours…” he whispered, groaning again and again as Makoto ground against him. Unable to stand the pleasure, Rin found his hand traveling down his own body to his chest, toying with himself to add pleasure to it all. He let out yet another whimper, this one more breathy than the last, as pleasure began to build inside his lower half. “M-makoto… m-move…. I need more…” he gasped out, thrusting his hips weakly back against Makoto’s.

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Makoto could feel his heart swell with joy and pride when he heard Rin’s cute whines and whispers of being only his. His. A wave possessiveness washed over the florist, catching him a bit by surprised because he’s never felt this way with anything much less anyone. He’s always been good with sharing his things, or giving them away if someone needed it more than he did, but never in his life has he felt the strong urge to keep something all to himself. If someone had told him a few months ago that he’d have the prince all to himself in both body and heart, he would’ve thought they were crazy and spouting ridiculous nonsense. But here he was today, with the gorgeous royal writhing beneath him, begging him for more of his love.

Makoto groaned and felt shivers wrack his body as Rin moved his hips against him, which resulted with the florist bucking his hips instinctively. It was hard to keep his control this time around, now that he’s had a taste of the prince and all he wanted was more from the red haired beauty. So he gave in to his desires and allowed Rin to seduce him effortlessly, and it wasn’t long before Makoto was thrusting deep into the prince, his pace faster than the first round, but still had that gentleness.

 “Don’t—don’t touch yourself,” Makoto breathed between his pants and groans. Of course it didn’t go unnoticed to him that Rin was touching himself, but he wouldn’t have any of that. The florist, grabbed both of the prince’s hands and held them both against the sheets on either side of Rin’s head. All the while he pinned the royal against the bed with his own upper body, so only their asses were in the air. He wanted Rin to come undone just from his ass alone, so Makoto would shift his hips every now and then, looking for that one place that had the prince screaming before. In the meantime, the florist pressed kisses against Rin’s shoulder, neck, and jawline, wanting to make him feel loved even if they weren’t being as gentle as before.

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Desert Flower

[sexysharkboyrin]

Rin let out a soft groan as he was pulled closer by his hips, letting Makoto take control of everything. It wasn’t until he felt Makoto’s thumb at his entrance that he let out a cry. That plus the kisses and nibbles on his ass made him quake with need, pressing back against the touches with trembling hips. It was then that he felt Makoto’s erection pressing up against him and he let out a low groan.

He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out except a lewd moan. He cried out again as he was spanked, shuddering from the pleasurable pain that shot through his ass. He didn’t even notice until Makoto said anything that he was lightly thrusting the tip inside, as if testing how far he could go without being reprimanded. Makoto’s words made Rin’s heart race and body tremble. “I want… I want…”  Waiting until the head of Makoto’s cock was inside, he tried to press back and bury it inside himself, to no avail. “I want… M-makoto’s cock inside me…” Glancing over his shoulder with eyes half-lidded and mouth open, he whispered. “Please… please fuck me… Makoto… I need it, please..!” Never before had Rin lost control of himself or the situation, and never had he begged for anything in his life. He was always used to others begging for things from him, not the other way around. Now, however, he was finding it arousing to beg Makoto. When he was unable to get Makoto inside him, he started to thrust and grind himself on the sheets. “Ngh… ah…” he moaned, reveling in the friction he was getting. “I want you… badly… please, Makoto…” he begged again.

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Makoto felt his excitement grow when Rin tried to push back against him and force the penetration, but couldn’t with the way the brunet pulled his hips back. It was arousing to know that Rin’s body wanted him, but what almost made him come right there and then was when the prince begged and pleaded to be fucked by him. It was almost surreal. To think that someone like Rin, a prince, would beg to him, a mere florist? If he were to tell anyone that Rin begged to him, no one would believe him. And honestly, Makoto would like to keep this a secret. No one needed to know how erotic and beautiful Rin looked when he begged.

 Makoto used one of his hands to turn Rin’s face a little towards him so he could kiss the red head deeply, while the other hand firmly gripped the prince’s hips so he couldn’t grind against the sheets any longer. The florist had the prince pinned against him and trapped in a heated a kiss, completely in control of the situation. When Makoto finally broke the kiss, he was panting softly, but he pressed more kisses against Rin’s face, and his shoulder.

 “Please…never show this sight to anyone but me...” Makoto whispered against Rin’s shoulder, his voice low but desperate. He lined himself up against the red head and with one hard thrust, fully seated himself inside the other. Makoto shivered and moaned softly at how hot and wet Rin felt inside now that he’s completely loosened up. The florist bucked a couple of times, unable to help himself, before he regained his composure and stilled his hips, at least for this moment. “Rin…I want you to be mine, and mine alone in every way possible… Is—Is it okay for me to be this selfish? To want to monopolize you?” Makoto whispered as he pressed more kisses against Rin’s shoulder and neck, all the while grinding in and against Rin.

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Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto smiled softly and chuckled at Rin’s words. That part was completely true in his mind- Rin was very much a person that needed to stand up for himself, and simple advice would not do it. Still, the real Makoto would never agree to that, so at least outwardly, he didn’t either. The idea that Rin was waiting for some reason to confess was driving Makoto insane. Why wait? What if someone else came along and snatched him up? Of course, he knew that would never happen if it was Makoto that Rin liked, but there was still the fact that it could happen with someone else. While Rin was certainly the best in his mind, he wasn’t the only fish in the sea.

The only thing keeping Rin from confessing was his crush’s possible orientation? Well that was confusing. How was he supposed to figure that out without confessing? Makoto always came off as someone that was sweet to everyone, and he’d actually had one or two guys confess to him before. He’d turned them all down, of course, wanting to say yes to only one special person. A person who was too damn stubborn for their own good.

Makoto noticed how Rin shrank away from his touches and backed into the couch a bit, and he pulled his hand away at that point. While the real Makoto wouldn’t probably have noticed Rin’s reaction as much, he noticed how worried he started to seem, breathing faster as the moments passed.

Suddenly, Rin said it. Haru. He fought to hold back the angry growl that threatened to burst forth, only nodding in understanding. He forced a look of understanding, with a tinge of hurt, as he nodded his head. “Oh, Haru huh?” He said softly. “You two always did seem to be really close… at least, from your side.”

Now was the time to manipulate him away from Haru. Whether he’d said it on accident or he really did like Haru, Makoto needed to steer Rin into his own arms. “I hate to say this, Rin, but I think… I think Haru’s asexual. I’m not sure if he’s interested in dating anyone at all… I’m sorry. If you still want to confess I’ll support you, but I don’t want you to be heartbroken if he says no….” I want you for myself, Rin… Why don’t you just confess the truth to me?  

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Rin sat there pressed against the couch as it slowly dawned on him what he just did. He kept his face as neutral as he possibly could, but inside he was freaking out, because what if Makoto does something stupid while trying to be helpful like talk to Haru about this mess when it isn’t even true that he liked Haru in that way. Rin made a mental note to text Haru before going to bed and explain his screw up. If he was lucky…he could get Haru to play along, at least until he willed up the courage to confess to Makoto. And who knows! Maybe Haru knew about Makoto’s orientation, and his type and—If Makoto wasn’t there in front of him, Rin would’ve slapped himself. Why hadn’t he thought about talking to Haru before?! God he was so stupid sometimes.

“Y-yeah, we are pretty close—“ Rin paused, then narrowed his eyes at Makoto, truly puzzled. “What do you mean from my side?” he asked slowly. Although Rin didn’t like Haru in that way, he did consider the stoic man a very close friend, and it would hurt him to know that the other didn’t consider him a close friend too. However, when Makoto said that Haru was asexual, and not really interested in dating, Rin let out a breath of relief inwardly. If it was just that, he was perfectly fine, and well, he already has his suspicions that Haru was asexual, probably aromantic too. However…he did say that he liked Haru, and if he didn’t want his cover to be blown, he had to play along.

“Oh… I-I see…” Rin said, stuttering out of nerves, but he thanked the lord that it sounded convincing. Rin’s shoulders slumped and he looked down at his lap, making it look that the news was hitting him pretty hard. In reality, however, he was thinking about what he should do. Should he excuse himself and go to his room so he could text Haru? Should he try to “laugh it off”? Or should he cry a little? He couldn’t really cry on command though…well not unless he thought of something sad. But what could he possibly think about that’s sad enough to make him cry. “What if I had blurted out Makoto’s name instead of Haru’s?” Rin thought to himself as he played with the hem of his shirt. It only took a few quiet moments for the thought to do the trick.

Rin could feel his eyes grow wet and sting a little from the tears forming. If he had said Makoto’s name instead…and Makoto had rejected him, Rin didn’t he would be able to handle the heartbreak. “I…I-I just like him so much…!” Rin thought out loud, but it really went towards his favor since it made his claim all the more convincing. The red head wiped his eyes as he felt tears threatening to spill, and a sniffle escaped him as he stood up. “I-I’m going to go to bed…” Rin mumbled a quick good night and quickly scurried off to his room before Makoto tried to comfort him. It would be bad for his heart if the brunet were to hold him in those strong arms. Rin closed the door to his room behind, his face red as he thought maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad to be hugged by the other…after all he was the one he actually liked.

“No! Snap out of it, Rin! Right now you got a bigger problem than missing a chance to be in Makoto’s arms!” Rin thought to himself, shaking his head as if to shake off his rose colored thoughts. The red head scrambled over to his bed, getting nice a cozy incase Makoto decides to check on him and he could pretend he was asleep at a second’s notice. He snatched up his phone and went straight to Haru’s number. “Haru, I have a huge problem. Let’s meet tomorrow at that one family restaurant you like, I’ll treat you to mackerel.” Rin pressed the send button before putting away his phone. He knew that Haru would say yes, since that boy can never say no to a mackerel offer.

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Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto chuckled softly at Rin’s words. “I know it’s hard to confess your feelings, Rin. But if a bunch of girls can easily confess to me, then I know you can do it too. You’re strong, Rin.” In all honesty, Rin was probably too scared to admit anything to anyone because he would start crying or blushing about it. But Makoto would say that he was strong, so that’s what he said. His hand moved from Rin’s arm up to his shoulder to try and comfort him as he spoke.

Makoto’s face became almost worried. “Why would I care if it’s a man or a woman, Rin? I’m sure that anyone you love is a wonderful person. If you deem them worthy of your love, then..” He paused for just a split second. “Then I do too.” In reality, he would hate if Rin said anyone other than himself. If he did, he would just have to be won over somehow. Makoto was sure he could do that. Now came the hard part- figuring out who it was. “Rin, who is it? You know I won’t say anything to them without your permission, right? So you can tell me and I can give you advice.” If it was someone else, of course, he would try to push Rin away from them and take him for his own. The thought of someone else having this beautiful creature as their own made his blood boil.

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Rin nearly scoffed when he was called strong, but instead bit his bottom lip. Makoto was kind so of course he would say he was strong, but Rin knew himself better than anyone. He wasn’t strong at all, he was a coward; there was no better word to describe the way he was behaving. He just kept making excuse after excuse so he wouldn’t have to confess to Makoto, such as now as the gentle man reassured him that it didn’t matter to him who he liked, be it a man or a woman. Rin looked at Makoto with an emotion that could’ve been mistaken as relief, but it was utter adoration for the brunet. This was why he fell so fast and so hard for Makoto; he was so accepting and he just always made him feel like he could be himself around him.

Rin chuckled when Makoto asked him yet again who he liked. “Can’t you take a hint? I like you, you numbskull,” Rin thought to himself as he sighed heavily with a slight shake of his head. “I don’t need advice, I just need a backbone,” Rin said, avoiding the main question completely. “I’ll tell him eventually, just, probably, not any time soon.” Rin thought that Makoto would drop the subject there, as he often did when Rin didn’t want to talk about something, but the brunet was being oddly…persistent.

“I-I need to find out if he likes guys at least!” Rin said when Makoto asked again. “I can’t just charge into a battle if I have no chances of winning. W-when I confess, I’ll tell you right away, okay?” But Makoto just didn’t seem to want any of that. Although he was nice about it, he really was being pushy about this subject, and it was starting to overwhelm the red head. “Wh-what’s with him? He’s never like this…” Rin thought to himself as he sort of pressed back against the couch, shrinking away from Makoto and his onslaught of questions. Rin tried more than once to interrupt him and change the subject but the brunet wouldn’t listen!

Rin felt his heart start to race and his breath becoming fast and shallow as his panic slowly swelled up in his chest. What was he going to do if Makoto didn’t drop the subject? What if he accidentally gives in? Makoto would regret ever sticking his nose into his business and things will become awkward between them and their friendship could fall apart! But Makoto wasn’t going to leave him alone until he gave him an answer! With eyes frantically looking back and forth, Rin felt like a trapped animal and--! “Haru! I-I like Haru, okay!?” Rin blurted out without thinking.  

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Desert Flower

[sexysharkboyrin]

The way Makoto was stumbling over his words made Rin smile from his position near the florist’s thigh. It was easy to feel the shiver that ran through the larger man, and he knew that his words had an effect on him. Makoto was easy enough to understand, but there were still aspects about him that left Rin wondering. It was a perfect combination in his mind, and he never wanted to let go of it. Rin suddenly felt a hand on his cheek, almost coaxing him upwards. He obliged, and soon found himself kissing Makoto. “Mm…” he groaned, pressing closer to the larger man as their lips met in a gentle kiss. it wasn’t long before the kiss became rather heated, sending a shiver down his spine and making him pant for breath. His hands wound in Makoto’s hair, but all too soon it was over and he found himself lying on the bed, gasping for air like a fish out of water. “M-makoto…” he whispered, unsure of what else to say. The words from the florist made him groan again. Just the idea of Makoto doing something so lewd and dirty made his head spin. He leaned into the kisses and touches Makoto offered, shuddering as he slowly turned over onto his stomach. The affections didn’t stop, even while Makoto was arranging his body the way he liked it. He willingly spread his legs for Makoto, blushing slightly at his position. It made him vulnerable, but he loved it. Being this way before the man he loved excited him like nothing else. Before he knew it, Rin felt Makoto spreading his cheeks. It was definitely a strange feeling, made even weirder by the fact that he knew Makoto’s face was only inches from his ass. He felt himself twitching, aching for something to be done. The way Makoto was waiting was very teasing, and it was driving him crazy. Then, he was suddenly crying out as he felt Makoto’s tongue on his hole, hands gripping the sheets tightly. “M-makoto…!” The pleasure was unlike anything he’d felt before, a bit of embarrassment mixing in to drive him wild. His front half was limp against the sheets, his rear end shaking and twitching with need as he was eaten out. He tried to press back more to drive Makoto’s tongue deeper, letting out a moan of pleasure as he did.

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Makoto relished in Rin’s moans, loving the way the prince sounded so lewd and so high off pleasure as he ate him out. The brunet was obviously new to this, but he figured that as long as cleaned Rin he would do just fine. Although it started off as just a simple task of helping clean the red head, Makoto slowly began to enjoy it the more responsive Rin got. Cleaning was soon forgotten and the florist was more focused on making the prince moan more, maybe even scream. He hummed appreciatively when Rin pushed back against him, and reflexively pulled him closer by his hips. Rin’s scent was so concentrated…and it was driving Makoto crazy.

Makoto finally pulled away from Rin’s ass, licking his lips as he did to lick any stray cum. He hungrily stared the other’s twitching hole, teasingly prodding it with his thumb and occasionally letting it slip inside the prince. He felt so hot and wet, and Makoto groaned softly with how tightly he felt Rin clench around his thumb. “Rin…” Makoto murmured before he pressed kisses against the red head’s round ass, even lightly nibbling the smooth skin. “I want you again…” Makoto sat up on his knees, and moved his hands back onto Rin’s hips, only so he could pull him back against him so his erection was pressed between the prince’s ass cheeks. “I want to put it in… Can I?”

It was like Makoto was put under a spell; Rin’s spell. The florists began to grind against the prince, and he watched with starving eyes, heavy with desire, the way his dick slid against that round ass. He licked his lips again and without thinking about it, gave Rin’s ass a firm spank and squeeze. The florist then leaned forward until he was chest to back with Rin, closing whatever distance they had between them. “You’re so lewd…Rin,” Makoto whispered hotly against the prince’s ear. “Look…I’m hardly pressing against it, and you’re already trying to suck me in,” Makoto said when he was probing the prince’s entrance with the tip of erection. The florist had more of a teasing streak than he let on as he continued to just slip in the tip into Rin, only to quickly pull it out before he would lose his control.

“Tell me how badly you want it, Rin?” Makoto said, a smirk playing on his lips as he closely watched the prince’s face. Rin was constantly teasing him, seducing him, and trying so hard to get him to play dirty like him. Well, he got what he wished for, and now Makoto wanted to see Rin come undone before giving the prince what he wants.

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto smiled softly at Rin’s words, though inside he was becoming wary. There was someone that Rin liked- that could be Makoto, but it could be anyone else. If he’s knows them for a long time, it could be any of his friends. Still, something told him not to worry about it too much. After all, he seemed to be totally okay with basic cuddling during the movie and seemed flustered whenever Makoto touched him. He was as easy to read as a book. Makoto reached over and placed a hand on Rin’s arm. “Rin. I think you should confess. I mean, if you really like them and want the chance for it to be more, then go for it. I highly doubt that anyone that close to you would let it ruin your friendship. It might end with them turning you down, but it could also become something absolutely wonderful.” Shifting closer to Rin, Makoto’s smile became even softer. “Why don’t you tell me who it is, Rin? I can help you decide better if I know who it is. After all, if it’s a good friend of yours, they’re probably a good friend of mind, right?” He hoped he was right in saying that. He honestly didn’t know about Rin’s past friends much, except who they were by name and their faces. Their relationships would be easy enough to determine once Rin spoke of them or met them, but that would come later.

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Rin glanced up and over at Makoto when he felt the gentle brunet touch his arm. When he was told he should confess, the red head chewed on his bottom lips nervously, and he could feel the blood rush to his face. “It—It’s easier said than done…” Rin said with a nervous laugh after a pause with him thinking it over. He could just tell Makoto right here and now, just get it over with…but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He didn’t have enough courage, and although Makoto’s words sounds so reassuring, he was still [i]afraid[/i]. Maybe it had been a bad idea to have brought up this subject. Maybe he should’ve lied and told the other that he didn’t like anyone and had just been curious.

When Makoto scooted closer to him, Rin jumped a bit, and he looked alarmed, like a skittish cat. It only grew more obvious how nervous he was when Makoto asked him who it was and offered his help. Rin shook his head before he stumbled over his words, “Y-you don’t have to! I-I mean…you probably wouldn’t want to! A-after all…the person I like is a guy…” Rin felt his face grow warmer and warmer, and honestly he was getting sick of how often he’s been blushing. But…maybe with this he’d find out if Makoto hated the idea of two men being together.

“A-A lot of people think it’s gross. You know…two men and all. So i-it’s okay if you think it’s gross too,” Rin said, trying to play it off as something light with a smile and a laugh, but his heart was pounding and his hands were trembling lightly. This was it, this was when he’ll definitely get rejected indirectly. He knew Makoto will be gentle about it, probably say a few apologies, but Rin felt prepared for this. Or so he hoped.

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

As Rin swatted away his hand, Makoto kept a straight face and simply moved back to his previous position of snuggling up against Rin’s arm. He could practically hear Rin’s heartbeat from where he was sitting, and he was almost positive he could feel it. A soft smile crossed his lips and he sighed, watching the end of the movie with Rin. All too soon the movie was over. Makoto wanted to just outright say he wanted Rin and get him now, but that would be too out of character. Instead, he shifted as Rin did unexpectedly.

He quirked an eyebrow at Rin’s sudden question, but managed to make it look thoughtful. “A girl huh? There have been plenty that seemed to like me, and multiple have confessed.” Makoto paused just long enough to let that sink in before he continued. “Still, I’ve turned them all down. There’s…” he paused. “There’s not been a girl that I’m interested in, Rin. Why do you ask? Do you need advice or something?” The thought that Rin actually was asking for advice about a girl made Makoto’s blood boil. He wanted Rin all to himself, and that’s what he would get. He just hoped that, for Rin’s sake, it was a mutual relationship.

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When Makoto admitted there had been a lot of girls that liked and confessed to him Rin chewed on the inside of his cheek to keep himself from making a face. Of course there would be girls that would have feelings for Makoto, he was incredibly handsome, gentle, sweet, smart, great with kids, and Rin could literally go on with this list. Rin felt his heart fall a bit; of course there would be girls...

Rin had been considering changing the topic just to save himself more heartache, but before he could utter a word, Makoto said that he turned them all down, and there wasn’t any girl he was interested in. Just like his heart dropped, his heart swelled with joy and relief in an instant, and it showed in his face with the way he smiled to himself and flushed a bit. But the joy lasted only for a second before he became wary. There weren’t any girls, but what about men? Surely there were men other than himself that have fallen for Makoto’s endearing personality, but before Rin could put his thoughts into words he found that the tables have been turned and he was now receiving questions.

“Oh, uh--well,” Rin stumbled over his words, his face flushing since he hadn’t really planned ahead or considered the possibility of this backfiring on him. He had been so convinced that Makoto would say he did like a girl... The red head sheepishly scratched the back of his head as he collected his thoughts. “Well...I do like someone...a lot...but I don’t know what to do,” Rin said slowly, peeking up at the brunet for a second before nervously looking down at his lap where he began to nervously tug at his shirt. 

“I’ve known them for a long time, we’ve been friends for so long that I don’t know how to pop the question you know? Not to mention, I might ruin our friendship with my bothersome feelings...” Rin continued being as vague as he possibly could be. He would hate for Makoto to realize that he was talking about him. He wasn’t ready to confess yet, not when he didn’t even know if Makoto was interested in men or not. The red head smiled a bashful smile, with his cheeks tinted with pink. “M-maybe I’ll confess soon, but who knows.”

[boshi-rp]

Desert Flower

[sexysharkboyrin]

Rin watched with a small, tired smile as Makoto bustled about to get clean, wet rags for him to use. The larger man remained near the water basin for a short period of time, and Rin chuckled breathily. Seeing the prince laid out like that must have made him nervous or embarrassed. He hadn’t wanted to do that, but seeing Makoto like this wasn’t such a bad thing.

Eventually, the florist returned and started to wipe off his chest and stomach. The gentle caresses with the wet rag sent Rin into a comfortable trance of sorts, his head falling back against the many pillows with a sigh. The coolness of the rag also helped wipe away all the sweat from his skin, the cool night air helping to make him comfortable. Rin eventually was forced to glance up at Makoto, eyes meeting his slowly. He took his time choosing his words. “I’ll give you the choice, Makoto. You can either watch me clean myself with the rag, or you can clean me out… with your mouth.” His words were whispered lightly, as if he were afraid to speak to loudly. Either option would make him appear lewd, and either option would most likely make Makoto freak out. They were both equally good in his mind, even if it was clouded with remnants of lust and bouts of tiredness. As he waited for an answer, he slowly pulled the rag from Makoto’s grip and started to clean off the larger man, starting with his broad chest and working his way down past his hips, not hesitating in the slightest to clean off every last bit of filth from his body. He even leaned down and licked off a stripe from his thigh to tease Makoto a bit.

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Makoto patiently waited for Rin’s reply although he had no idea why the prince was taking the time to think about it. The choice should be simple right? He should want to clean himself in that area right? However he was greatly proven wrong when the prince, in all his enticing demeanor, gave him the choice to watch the red head clean himself or clean the prince with his mouth. The florist was at a lost for words as his jaw went slack and his eyes widened. He was surprised that the prince would suggest something so lewd, but he couldn’t deny that those words went straight to his groin. 

“R-Rin... I-I--” Makoto stammered over his words, unsure what to say because either way he knew that he would wind up with another erection. He could always just watch and then take care of himself when the prince was done or perhaps will the erection away one way or another. Or could it be possible that perhaps the prince wanted to have sex again? Makoto was so deep in thought that he hadn’t realized Rin was cleaning him off, at least not until he felt the prince’s tongue against his thigh, sending a shiver down his spine. 

“Rin, you...”Makoto began to say, his brows knitting together as he looked down at the other, but he stopped himself in mid sentence. The brunet let out a heavy sigh and shook his head as he realized something about the red head. He then leaned down, his hand finding its way to Rin’s cheek and holding his head still before he kissed the prince tenderly at first, but as he pressed his lips more firmly and let their lips slide over one another, the kiss became heated. Once he made sure to leave the prince breathless, Makoto pulled and slid his thumb over Rin’s bottom lip. 

“I’ll do it,” Makoto whispered in their close proximity before he pulled away. He then gently coaxed Rin to turn around to lay on his stomach, all the while trailing kisses from his neck to his shoulder, and once he was turned around, down his spine. When he pressed kisses against the small of his back, the florist gently grabbed hold of the prince’s hips and pulled them up so that Rin’s lower half was on his knees and his ass in the air. Makoto pressed more kisses against a pale, round cheek while hands slid down and up milky thighs and coaxing them to spread. 

Makoto realized that Rin wanted to be spoiled, even if his way for asking was very lewd and a bit shameless. But he couldn’t help but smile because odds are, the prince couldn’t bring himself to say the words outright without feeling embarrassed, so opted with seduction. It was, in a way, endearing. 

The florist finally stopped with affections when his hands slid up the prince’s thighs and parted the other’s ass cheeks. He watched his cum ooze out of Rin’s twitch hole, and Makoto couldn’t help but lick his lips and swallow hard. Waiting a couple of moments, just to tease the prince, the florist gripped onto Rin’s ass as he dove in, sliding his tongue over the leaking entrance.  He never would’ve imagined he would ever be excited about licking someone’s asshole, but here he was, eating Rin’s ass with a straining erection of his own.

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto pouted as Rin called him a blockhead, but smiled and laughed a bit as Rin patted his head. I may be acting like a baby, but at least I’m not a crybaby. Oh well, it’s kind of cute when Rin cries… he thought to himself, settling comfortably against Rin against as the movie carried on. Suddenly, it got to the part where No Face went berserk. He hid his face in Rin’s shoulder the entire time, only looking again when he was sure it was over. It was the scariest part of the whole movie, and he knew that the real Makoto would have been hard-pressed to watch it without freaking out. Eventually, a sweet scene popped up between the two main characters and Rin seemed to be engrossed with it. Of course he would be… after all he’s so damn emotional. But somehow, staring at Rin’s face just made him want Rin all the more. Makoto met his gaze as he glanced over, his hand slipping from Rin’s shoulder down a bit to his chest. “Your heart’s racing, Rin. Are you alright?” He did his best to keep an innocent face on, but knew that it would be difficult. Makoto somehow managed to pull it off, impressed with himself.

[boshi-rp]

Rin was a little caught off guard when Makot met his gaze, and flushed the slightest at being caught staring. He was just about to turn away with a huff as he usually did whenever this happened, but he felt Makoto’s hand slid down his shoulder to his chest, and the red head forgot how to breathe. His face grew hotter and hotter with every passing second, and by the time the brunet asked him if he was alright, Rin’s face was as red as his hair. He gaped like a fish out of water, unable to think straight enough to form words.

“I-I’m fine, I-I just was really--uh--moved by the movie,” Rin stammered, quickly swatting Makoto’s hand away from him. His heart hadn’t been pounding a moment, but the moment the brunet touched his chest, it was fluttering like a hummingbird’s wing, and now he couldn’t get it to stop. Makoto always had this effect on him and he both loved and hated it. He loved it cuz it felt wonderful, but hated it because he was so god damn obvious but Makoto was so oblivious! Even now with his innocent expression and puppy dog eyes, and god his heart couldn’t handle this man. 

Rin focused on the movie again, but when it came to the part when Haku and Chihiro had to part ways, he found himself sneaking glances at Makoto again. Haku and Chihiro knew about each other’s feelings without even uttering a single word, and Rin couldn’t help but wonder if he’ll ever have the courage to tell Makoto how much he meant to him, whether through his words or by his action. Rin nervously pushed some loose strands of hair behind his ear as the movie finally came to an end. What were they going to do now? Should he just excuse himself and go to sleep? He hated when he felt so awkward around the gentle brunet, he used to be able to talk to him so easily. Then these feelings developed... Things would be so much easier if he could just confess, or if he at least knew his boundaries...

“Hey...Makoto,” Rin began to say as he shifted on the couch so he was facing more towards the other. “You know, we talk about everything and anything but girls, isn’t that weird?” Rin chuckled, trying to sound light hearted even though his heart was pounding deafeningly in his ears. He playfully nudged Makoto. “So? Any special girl that’s caught your eye? Yo’u’ve been to a few goukon’s before, so you can’t tell me there hasn’t been at least one girl!” Rin was trying to find out if he had a chance at all. If Makoto was interested in someone or interested in only girls, he’ll give up. But if he didn’t...then maybe he’ll be a little more obvious with his feelings.

[boshi-rp]

Desert Flower

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto’s one-word response to his order of never leaving him made him whimper with joy. Knowing that the florist was his and his alone was the best thing Rin had ever known, and he hugged him close as he kissed back. Makoto’s kisses were better than the best food or drug, always drawing him in and making him dizzy with euphoria. It was too good for someone like him, even if he was the prince of the land.

“M-me too… Makoto…” Rin’s arms tightened as well, head falling back a bit in pleasure as he rode Makoto’s cock. The way he started to buck erratically beneath him, the way his breath was coming in ragged pants… Rin knew that Makoto wouldn’t last much longer. Then again, neither would he. The intensity of everything, along with the pure unadulterated pleasure rocking through his body, would soon push him over the edge as well.

Not a moment later, Rin felt a sudden swelling sensation in his ass before it was flooded with warmth, the feeling one he’d never had before. No one in the kingdom was allowed to come in the prince, and he had kept himself clean for his own reasons. Now, he had given that to the man he loved, and it was a strange but blissful feeling. Less than a minute later, Rin found himself riding out his own orgasm, coming over his own and Makoto’s chest at the same time.

He’d barely had time to enjoy the euphoric bliss before Makoto’s voice reached him. He felt himself being lifted off the bed and laid down, breath still coming in gasps and pants. “Makoto… It’s alright, Makoto…” Spreading his legs a bit, he reached down to feel how full he was of Makoto’s seed. “Ngh, so much…” he said, slipping a finger inside himself to feel.

“You’re the first one that I’ve ever allowed the pleasure of coming inside me, Makoto. It feels almost strange… but because it’s you, it feels wonderful. Look, Makoto. Look what a mess you’ve made inside of your lover, the prince,” he breathed. Letting him look, he laughed breathily. “Now. I think a cleaning is in order. There are rags and water over in the corner there,” Rin said, pointing.

[boshi-rp]

Makoto continued panic until Rin’s breathless voice calmed him down. He looked down at the other with worry written all over his face. He had expected the prince to tell him what to do, but instead the other spread his legs for him to see. Makoto’s face flushed, and despite himself, he watched the red head touch himself. The poor florist was half listening to what the prince was saying as he watched his own seed drip out of Rin’s entrance as he was put under a spell. He licked his lips and for a brief moment, he thought maybe persuading Rin into a second round, but he was snapped out of his trance when Rin told him where to find towels and water.

“Y-yes! I-I’ll be right back,” Makoto said, sitting up straight with a face of someone that had been caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing, before he quickly scrambled off the bed and went in the direction Rin had pointed. Rin was his lover...just like he said...but that was no reason to oggle him like that so openly! Even if the prince himself did invite him to do so. Makoto took the time he was getting the towels damp to compose himself, before returning back to Rin. 

Makoto started with his stomach and chest, wiping him clean and ignoring his own mess for now. As he cleaned, there was a small smile on the florist’s lips, for he was quietly admiring the prince as he cleaned. “I’m so lucky,” Makoto thought to himself for the millionth time. He felt like any moment he would wake up only to find out this entire thing was a dream. How sad and miserable he would be if that were to happen.

As his hand with the cloth traveled downwards, Makoto paused. Face flushing, he looked down at Rin. “Do you want me to clean you d-down there too..? O-Or would you prefer to do it yourself?” Makoto stammered nervously. Technically he had no problems doing it, but he was afraid that the entire thing will be too..erotic and he may get an erection from it. Rin was obviously tired, and he didn’t want the prince to find him bothersome because he couldn’t control his libido.

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Rin’s reaction to Makoto placing a hand on his knee was hard to miss. It was obvious that it flustered him, which was what Makoto wanted. If he played his cards right, he could have Rin tied around his little finger in the very best of ways. Hell, even if regular Makoto and Rin hadn’t already had crushes on each other, Makoto would have instigated something. Rin was extremely attractive, and he was most likely a virgin. Makoto loved both of those traits, and he longed to make Rin his and his alone.

Makoto laughed softly. “Thank you!” He knew Rin couldn’t help it with his puppy dog eyes, and he would use that to his advantage. He felt Rin push away his hand, and he frowned a bit but pulled it back nonetheless. Rin eventually returned with a DVD case, and he smiled softly. “Oh, I love this one too!” he said, only guessing that Makoto would like it. “Though it is a bit scary… But it’s so wonderful!” He watched as Rin put the DVD in and came back to sit next to him. When the movie started to play, Makoto did his best to remain in character. Truth was, this movie was too cutesie for his tastes. Still, he pretended to be scared by the strange beings and creepy faces, sometimes lightly clinging to Rin’s arm for security. As it went on, he settled against Rin more until he was permanently holding his arm and leaning on it. “I hate that witch…” he mumbled, glancing off to the side as she appeared on screen once again.

[boshi-rp]

Rin was so engrossed with the movie he hardly noticed how Makoto was slowly inching his way towards him. Or maybe it was because being scared was expected of Makoto. After all, Rin’s seen the brunet often cling to Haru whenever there was a scary situation. And now he was clinging to him, but Rin didn’t realize it until Makoto made a comment about Yubaba. The red head turned to look at his roommate only to see him looking away from the screen like he was scared to even look at the witch. It was so endearing and silly that Rin couldn’t help but laugh.

“She’s not real, you blockhead,” Rin said with a soft chuckle, his eyes squinting from smiling so big. He humored Makoto and patted his head. “There, there you big baby,” Rin teased before he settled back into the couch, but unknowingly leaned against Makoto too. Maybe he was subconsciously trying to comfort the brunet. 

As the movie continued on, most of the scary things subsided, and more wondrous things played on the screen. Well that was until No Face went berserk, and Rin would never admit it, but even this part kind of creeped him out. But once it was over, it was back to the magical experience. And of course, when the scene with Haku and Chihiro came up, Rin was having a hard time keeping his emotions in check.

“Look at them...! They’re so in love...” Rin mumbled under his breath, and it wasn’t clear if he was thinking out loud or not. But what was clear were the tears welling up in Rin’s eyes as Haku and Chihiro held hands and fell through the clouds. He felt his heart swell with emotions, and he couldn’t stop the longing. He wanted to have a love like that with someone. He wanted to cherish someone more than anything in the world. Rin glanced over at Makoto. And he may not be all that far from that.

[boshi-rp]

Desert Flower

[sexysharkboyrin]

After he spoke, Rin felt Makoto stopping above him. Opening his eyes again, he met Makoto’s gaze with a bit of confusion. Why had he stopped? Had he said something wrong? No, it appeared to be the opposite. Rin let his hand lie flat against Makoto’s chest, and he could feel his heartbeat. It was strong and fast, making his own heart speed up almost as if it wanted to match. His fingers were soon twining with Makoto’s, and a yelp escaped him in surprise as he was pulled up.

Rin kept his eyes on Makoto’s, gaze slowly turning from surprise to love. He felt himself sink lower on Makoto’s cock, groaning a bit as he did. “Ngh, Makoto…” As Makoto just held him and relaxed into his neck, he squeezed his hand gently and kissed his temple. Not long after, he felt the florist suddenly move, making him cry out with surprise.

With Makoto’s arms circling him, he put both his arms around Makoto’s neck, head lolling forward with pleasure. Every sweet word from Makoto’s mouth made Rin melt against the larger man until there was no space left between them at all. One of Rin’s hands threaded through Makoto’s hair, and he pulled him into a deep, slow kiss.

“Mm…. Makoto… Makoto, never leave me…” he moaned, clenching down around him almost possessively. He started to roll his hips languidly and in time with Makoto’s thrusts, moaning and whimpering from it all. In its sweetness, this time with Makoto was more intense than any before. Love making was stronger than sex, it seemed. So long as Makoto was his, he would love to do this with him more and more.

[boshi-rp]

Once his words of endearment died out and replaced with pants and moans, Makoto had his face pressed against Rin neck. He breathed in the prince’s intoxicating scent and decided that it was sweeter than any flower he’s ever taken care of. He always had compared the red head to flowers, and he occasionally imagined the prince dressed in them. However, instead of the flowers decorating Rin to make him more lovely, Makoto felt it would be more like the other way around.

Makoto let out a surprised gasp when he was pulled into a kiss by Rin, but he eagerly returned it. His thrusts slowed down as he focused on the kiss, wanting to leave the both of them breathless, and taste every inch of Rin’s mouth he could reach. When Rin pulled away to speak, Makoto’s lips followed his until they found each other again, not caring if Rin was still speaking. “Never...” the florist breathed against the prince’s lips before devouring them once more. He’ll never leave the prince. 

Makoto only broke the kiss when Rin started moving on his own and clenching down on him tightly that his voice hitched when he moaned. He could feel the heat coiling in his lower abdomen and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “I-I’m close... Rin,” Makoto warned with a violent shudder. He pressed kisses against Rin’s shoulder as his arms tightened around the other, trying to hold on the tiniest bit longer, but he was already starting to lose his control. His hips bucked erratically, impatiently seeking the release only the prince could provide, until finally.

The florist moaned the prince’s name, muffled by Rin’s shoulder, as he finally came, releasing his load deep inside the other. Makoto moaned and groaned. riding out his orgasm whilst trying to bring Rin to his, as shivers ran down his spine in a delightful way. The gentle man was lost in his euphoria for only a few minutes before his eyes widened in sudden realization. 

“Ah--!” Makoto yelped as he gave Rin a horrified expression. “I-Inside...! I-I came, I--! I’m sorry!” Makoto stammered as he quickly but just as carefully lifted Rin off his now limp dick and placed him on the bed. “D-do you have towels? O-Or something to clean you with?” Makoto asked as he looked around the room frantically for something to use. He was absolutely positive that coming inside the prince was bad, and for all he knew he could’ve put Rin’s health in danger, which is the last thing he wanted. And of course, like the kind man that he is, he wanted to take responsibility for his moronic actions.

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto, of course, knew Rin’s routine by now. He’d studied the pair closely in his few days of existence, and knew most major things about them. This was just a regular day for Rin, minus the fact that Makoto was gone. It would make things easier and more fun for him in the long run, which was fine with him. Makoto chuckled at Rin’s words, taking another bite. “Even if anyone can cook it, no one can cook it like you.” 

Makoto glanced at Rin with a sheepish smile. “Well, I already told you the most interesting parts… Other than that, it’s the same as always.” He finished off his meal and set his plate on the coffee table before relaxing against the couch. “Hey, I know it’s maybe a bit late, but… after my day, do you think it would be alright to maybe relax and watch a movie together? Today was… a bit too much excitement to me.” 

Turning a bit, Makoto did his best to pull off the sad puppy dog expression as he leaned sideways against the back of the couch, facing Rin. “I’ll even let you pick it out, Rin. Please?” He reached out and placed a hand on Rin’s knee, hoping to get him to say yes. If they were up late watching a movie, maybe he could start dropping hints before jumping into action.

[boshi-rp]

Rin hummed in acknowledgement when Makoto admitted that other than what he’s already told him, nothing else had happened. Now that he thought about it, they both had such ordinary lives didn’t they? Go to school, perhaps work, practice, and then come back here to fulfill necessities such as hunger and sleep. But their schedules don’t always line up with one another...so really, out of the 24 hours in a day, Rin probably only saw Makoto about five hours at most... It was a bit...disappointing.

Rin was pulled out from his thoughts when Makoto’s gentle voice spoke to him. He looked over at him curiously at first before surprise took over his facial expression. “Well,” Rin started to say, but was highly distracted by the way Makoto leaned a little closer and pulled his infamous puppy dog eyes on him. Unconsciously, Rin leaned a little away from the brunet, only to jolt out of surprise when his knee was touched. He could feel his heart running a mile a minute in his chest and his ears burning as red as his hair, and he couldn’t help but stare at the large hand on him, which felt a lot cooler than he had imagined. Makoto always seemed like someone who would have big warm hands...

“O-Okay fine. Jeez, just stop with the puppy eyes,” Rin said before he pushed Makoto’s hand off him out of embarrassment. He then got up from the couch and started walking away but not before he told Makoto to wait where he was. The red head disappeared into his room for several minutes before coming back with a DVD case in his hand. 

“Since I get to pick the movie, we’re going to watch a favorite of mine,” Rin said as he set up their DVD player and sticking the movie inside. Snatching up the DVD remote, the red head went back to the couch and plopped himself down next to Makoto. After a couple of movie trailers, the main menu page came up to reveal that the movie they were going to watch was Spirited Away. With a rather giddy smile, Rin pressed play and got comfortable on the couch as the movie started. He loved this movie to death, the only downfall is that it never failed to make him cry.  

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Makoto laughed softly in response to Rin’s words. “Yeah, I know… Sorry if I made you worry, Rin.” He watched the redhead move to the couch, nodding in response. “Alright, thanks!” Moving to the kitchen, he easily found the leftover food in the fridge and pulled it out, heating it up. Grabbing a drink and utensils, he moved to sit on the couch next to Rin.

“How was your day, Rin?” Smiling, Makoto took a bite of the food. “Wow, even reheated this is good! Your cooking is always good, Rin.” He glanced around the apartment before his eyes settled back on his food. It was better than anything he’d had recently, and he was looking forward to eating more of it. I look forward to doing more than just eating your cooking, too. But that will come later.

[boshi-rp]

“I wasn’t worried...” Rin muttered with an embarrassed scowl, but he wasn’t sure if Makoto caught his words. Sometimes he hated this part of himself. The part that can’t be honest about his feelings, even with people he knew wouldn’t make fun of him for it. Or maybe it was because he knew they’d empathize with him that made him reluctant to tell? Maybe because they’d feel pity towards him? Rin has thoroughly convinced himself that if he confessed to the gentle brunet, Makoto would probably date him out of pity...

Rin jumped a little when the couch shifted, too deep in thought to realize that Makoto had come over to sit by him. He side glanced at him when he was asked about his day, and shrugged nonchalantly. “Went to my morning practice, class, came home, made dinner, ate, and took a nap,” Rin said as he flipped through channels to distract himself from how close Makoto was sitting next to him. He of course left out the hours of worrying over him, and that he took a nap in Makoto’s room... Rin scowled to himself. If Makoto knew the things he did when he wasn’t around, he’d surely hate him. 

Rin nearly dropped the remote in surprise when his cooking was complimented, and instantly, his face flushed. “I-It’s just pasta and chicken, anyone can cook that, you dope,” Rin said as he fought the smile the threatened to spread across his face. He could feel his lip quiver, so he had to bite down on bottom lip. It was just a simple compliment, but Makoto had a way to make his heart swell without even trying. Trying to hide his embarrassment by brushing hair out of his face, Rin looked over at his roommate. “What about you...? How was your day?”

[boshi-rp]

Two Faced

[sexysharkboyrin]

Three days ago, Makoto and Rin had gone to a festival to have a bit of fun over their break from college. It was just for fun, and they’d done almost everything. The fortune-teller they stopped at, however, was more than they’d expected. She’d sensed a darkness in Makoto, ‘casting a spell’ on him to relieve him of his inner turmoil. Unbeknownst to anyone, something strange happened that evening.

The darkness within Makoto was taken, forming its own self. Every feeling of being a push over, his anger- it was all forced into an exact replica of himself. Everything about the two was identical in terms of looks and knowledge. The only difference was their hearts. For the past three days, he’d been lingering in the shadows, waiting for a time to move. Now was his chance. Makoto was leaving, and he would step in to take his place.

Making his way back to the apartment the pair shared, Makoto knocked on the door. He did his best to channel regular Makoto, but that would all be put to the test soon enough. As the door opened, Makoto smiled sheepishly. “Ah, sorry I’m so late Rin! Someone’s dog got out, so I helped them catch it… then I lost my apartment key and spent a while looking for it.” Glancing away, he muttered, “I couldn’t find it, either… So I’ll need to get another soon.”

Stepping inside, Makoto took off his shoes and glanced back at Rin to await his reply. As he did, he took in his appearance. Rin was definitely an attractive man. It was easy to see why Makoto had been so taken with him. 

[boshi-rp]

The moment he heard the first knock at the door, Rin jumped off the couch and scrambled over to the door. He took a second to compose himself before actually opening the door, but the moment he saw Makoto, Rin felt a wave of relieve wash over him. Upon hearing his explanation, Rin rolled his eyes at the bit far fetched story...but this was Makoto so it wasn’t really far fetched. 

“Geez, you really gotta be more careful, Makoto. You can’t go around helping everyone you come across,” Rin chastised lightly. “But well...it’s that sweet side of him I fell for...” The red head pursed his lips together and his eye brows furrowed together in embarrassment. Scratching the back of his neck, Rin walked back towards the couch while he said over his shoulder, “There’s some left overs from the dinner I made earlier. You can have them if you’re hungry.”