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Too many things he wants to do with his hands, needs to do. Nanami sucks hard on the head of Haibara's cock, while he lets go with his hand so that he can open the lube and get a generous amount on his fingers. He reaches around and gently teases at Haibara's entrance. The position isn't the best one, but for the moment he simply urges makes do. He has plans. Oh he has plans.

Nanami takes more of Haibara into his mouth, licking and sucking and teasing. A single lubricated finger presses into Haibara, and Nanami moans around Haibara's cock.

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Haibara shudders, his hips bucking into the warmth of Nanami's mouth helplessly, the finger pressing in dragging another gasping moan from his lips, his grip almost white knuckled on Nanami's shoulders. "...Kento, I.." He's so close just from the teasing, the finger and the feedback through their bond.

"I can't.."

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Nanami cannot talk around a mouthful of cock, but he tries to send reassurance, not only how much he wants to pound Haibara's ass then and there against the cabinets, through the connection. He feels it, though, how close Yu is. He flattens his tongue against the underside of Haibara's cock and tries to send the feeling, the idea, the message to hold on a little longer. Haibara isn't ready to take Nanami's cock yet, and he needs that.

He tucks his arms under Haibara's upper thighs and lifts him up off the ground. Haibara sinks, some, pushing Nanami's finger deeper inside him, but Nanami grips Haibara's hip with his other hand and presses him hard into the cabinet, too hard to let him fall. Yet he uses it to let Haibara rely on him, not have to hold himself up, so he can more easily finger him.

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His grip relaxes once he's being held up, head thudding back against the cabinets behind him, his fingers flexing on Nanami's shoulders. The flow of need, of want has him shuddering, rocking back against that finger.

"I can take more, I-" He breaks off with a gasping moan. "You're not going to hurt me if you want to-"

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Nanami's fairly sure he knows what Haibara means. His cock. He first presses a second lubricated finger in with the first, even as his arms flex with holding Haibara's weight. He thrusts his fingers and bobs his head as he swirls his tongue. He cannot exactly answer Haibara's statement aloud.

He continues quicker than he means, pressing a third finger in as well. Soon. He won't be able to hold back himself soon either.

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He's pushing back against those fingers, rocking helplessly between the teasing and the stretch, his lips parting on shaky moans, one hand freeing itself to tangle in Nanami's hair. tugging on his hair, pulling his head back a little, although he's trying not to yank hard.

"Kento..." It's soft, breathless.

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Nanami moans and almost shivers as Haibara rocks back and forth, against his fingers, into his mouth. It's incredible, and he feels powerful. Haibara tugs at his hair. It's not much, but it gets his attention away from what he's doing.

He pulls back, releasing Haibara's cock, and looks up at the use of his name, his given name. That too is hot. "Okay," Nanami says. He stands, which initially pushes Haibara further up the cabinets, and lowers his arms. He presses his mouth against Yu's, demanding and giving exactly what Yu wants. Only once they kiss does he guide Yu down onto his cock. His grip on Yu adjust, so that he is firmly pressed into the cabinets and Nanami can move.

He always needs to kiss Yu, and in this suit, the top half he feels pressed against him, he needs to take him too.

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He kisses back like he's starving, desperate and hungry, arms wrapping around Nanami. And the cry that escapes when Nanami drives into him echoes through the bond, Haibara sinking teeth into his shoulder even with the shirt in his way.

"Kento. He's moving with a Nanami, riding his thrusts and catching him in another kiss.

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Nanami groans and thrusts even harder at the bite. He moves rapidly, only the need to drive deep into Yu each time slowing him down. He doesn't have the hands available to grip Yu's face and pull it to his, so he pushes into him, even here. Kissing, messier with their movements, but always returning again and again.

It's not made to last long, turned on as he is, tight as Yu is. He snags a nearby dishtowel, concern for their suits, especially Haibara's, driving the urge on instinct, not conscious thought. "Yu," Nanami moans, "I—" I'm close. God, he's twenty-eight, and he's already close.

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"Good." Because the idea that he's the reason just makes it so much better. Haibara kissing him back, legs wrapped around his waist. He's vaguely aware of the towel, but then he's lost again, caught in Nanami's pace and crying his name when he does come.

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Nanami doesn't last much longer, and while he uses the dishtowel to avoid a mess with Yu's orgasm, he leans his head against the cabinets next to Yu, heaving. He needs a few moments to come back to himself, but his head feels far more clear than it has since the moment he first saw Haibara in that suit.

He lifts his head back, kisses Yu, and pulls out and back so he can set Yu on the floor again. "Did you know?" Nanami asks. What it would do, seeing that. What it would do to him?

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He wraps an arm around Nanami once he's on his feet again, even if he's still feeling a little shaky, leaning into him after the kiss. "I didn't. I like you in suits and I thought it'd look better if I followed your lead." And now? Maybe he should save the suits for special occasions if they have that kind of effect on Kento.

Fingers smooth up over his back, Haibara pressing a kiss to his jaw, his neck. "Should I save them for specific occasions or do you want me to keep wearing them regularly?"

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Liking Haibara in suits puts in mildly, for Nanami's part. It's something he never considered, never even fantasized about. Fantasy wouldn't do it justice. His hand runs across the suit, well fitted and high quality. The color suits Haibara well, and Nanami wants to appreciate it sometime... in another fashion.

He flushes at the question. The idea of getting so turned on in public, where other people notice, is embarrassing. Yet he also doesn't want to restrict Haibara's choice of dress. He chose it for himself. "Keep wearing them," Nanami says, "I can... work on my reaction." Even if that means fooling around before they go out for the day or something similar.

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"I didn't say there was anything wrong with it. I really liked..how intense you were." He stretched up for another kiss, slow and lingering.

"Now you know it feels when I see you."

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Nanami kisses Haibara back, much more relaxed about it now. Soft and sweet. More romantic, he imagines, but no less needing Haibara. "For public, then. I don't want to do that in public."

He pulls back to look questioningly at Haibara. "I suppose you were as ready to go as I was," he says thoughtfully. That's a fact, one obvious in hindsight, but he could have accounted for it due to his actions. "I always want to kiss you. Hold you close. Every time I see you."

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"You remember when I saw you undressed yesterday? The whole picture and i couldn't even look away. Because you've grown up to be so much ....more than I honestly every imagined. Not that I wouldn't have been just as eager if you still looked the way you did when we were teenagers."

His hand drops, presses against Nanami's stomach before sliding up. "But all of this? The way you picked me up so easily? That really, really worked for me too." His voice is soft, his hands moving to slide along Nanami's arms.

"But I want to kiss you all the time too. I want your armns around me, youur hands on me and not just because you want to inside me."

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Nanami is physically fit and meets the criteria for many standards of attractiveness. That is not news. However, it changed slowly over time for him, becoming this way. He never viewed it with the sharp contrast Haibara, Geto, Gojo, and now Shoko have. It's just him.

He smiles, glad they're going through these surprising turn ons together. They'll figure it out, and well, their sex life won't be what is was as teenagers. That's a good thing. For starters, Nanami appreciates having an apartment with greater privacy than the dorms. Also, soundproofing.

After tucking himself back in, he wraps his arms around Haibara casually and smiles. "I doubt I'll ever grow tired of casually being in touch with you. It never gets old." It's been two days. He doesn't care.

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"I hope not." Because while he does love the sex, who wouldn't? And his body is still somewhat in that stage of life, it's not a necessity for him. Haibara leans into Nanami, leans up to kiss him gently.

"Do you want me to cook tonight?"

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If they had no other concerns, no one but the two of them, Nanami could spend half the day kissing Haibara. Whether in bed or as they go about the apartment or anything else. He makes note to move his reading time from the armchair to the couch.

"If you would like," Nanami says. "We still have leftovers, but they'll keep." He glances downward. "Though we should get you an apron if you're cooking. I don't want anything to happen to this suit."

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"I still have the clothes I arrived in. I cam chamge. Might want to shower first anyway." He entwines fingers with Nanami's for a moment.

"And we can do leftovers if you'd rather."

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"A shower seems like a smart idea," Nanami agrees. He gathers Haibara's trousers and idly turns to leave the kitchen. "We can have leftovers tomorrow. I'd like to see what you cook."

The living room jostles his memory, though the beer and snacks are gone. "Oh. Shoko's here," Nanami says. "She came by for drinks, and I told her you're here." Among other things.

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"I'll catch up with her later. Nice that we're all here though."

He follows Nanami from the kitchen, pauses. "Do you want to undress me for the shower or should I do it? Given how much you like this suit, I mean."

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Their years, yes. Nanami holds out hope for the second years, perhaps even the Kyoto second years since Muta is here. There's a few others he wouldn't mind seeing show up, but given how many of them are here, that starts to sound greedy. "It was good to catch up with her. She hadn't seen me since, well, since you died." That time in between.

He looks back over his shoulder, gaze a little hungry upon landing on the suit. Practice, practice on handling it. "I'll do it," Nanami says, "I'll show you how to properly hang up a suit."

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"So she's closer to my age than yours." He murmurs it and then fights off
the urge to smile, gaze lingering on Nanami.

"I thought you might say that." Amusement is clear in his voice and once
they're almost in the bathroom, he stops, tugs Nanami into a kiss.

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"Right about your age," Nanami agrees. At least in years experienced, if not lived. If they're talking that, he isn't entirely sure he's still twenty-eight, but he didn't get the vibe Okkatsu is from too far into the future.

Nanami kisses Haibara back and pulls him along, kissing, toward the walk in closet. He deposits the dishcloth in the hamper and flips the switch to illuminate the closet. He traces the various shapes of the suits with humming approval. Then he pulls back enough to say, "They're best hung in the closet. Never folded. There are different kinds of hangers."

He demonstrates, hanging Haibara's suit trousers first. Then he removes his own jacket and hangs it up. Then he turns back to Haibara and slides the jacket slowly off his shoulders and down his arms. It's an excellent suit, he must say.