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tdm sideline. (cw banging, lots of it.)

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With his shirt gone, Haibara's hands move, fingers finding the buttons of Nanami's shirt, starting to loosen them, even as it remains tucked into his pants. He would have gone for the tie first, his gaze dropping to the length of fabric in Nanami's hand, the color bringing a softer smile to his lips.

Not that it lasts, Haibara releasing his shirt so he can lift himself onto the counter, wrapping his legs around Nanami's waist before leaning in to kiss him again, his eyes closing, hands sliding to push the shirt off Nanami's shoulders.

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Nanami gently pulls his arms out of the sleeves without damaging the shirt, tucked in as it is. The blue fabric falls to hang from his waist, over Yu's legs wrapped around him. His hands return to slide along his chest, his sides, his back. Skin to skin, the warmth beneath his hand, the fabric of the tie sliding with it.

He presses against Yu's mouth, as needy for it as from the first kiss, as from the first long hard kiss, and everything moves in time with it. His hips rocking against Yu's, his hand sliding down his back to hold their hips close together. His other hand reaches to slowly pull his shirt out from his waist and lay it atop Yu's. "You're real," Nanami whispers against Yu's lips, "I've fantasized about this more times than I can count, but it's real. You're real. It's really happening."

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He's too lost in the sensations to really look at Nanami, kissing him back helplessly, his hips rocking against Nanami's and his sounds lost in the kisses, disappearing into Nanami's mouth. And then he speaks and Yu can't breathe.

one hand slides into Nanami's hair, Yu kissing him again, not as fiercely, but trying to reassure him, even if it's not necessary. ".I'm here. I'm not going to leave you again, Kento. I-" He breaks off, tries to steady himself.

And finally looks at Nanami, his lips parting, mouth slightly open as he takes Nanami in, eyes going a little wide.

"Kento..." There's a bit of shock there, Haibara reaching out to run hands over his skin.

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He knows, he feels it, yet he couldn't help the words coming out. It's not exactly in line with how he fantasized about it, but that doesn't matter. No matter how it goes is better than a fantasy. "Yes?" Nanami asks when Yu stops talking.

He opens his eyes and takes in the shocked expression. He glances over toward the stove, but the stew is fine. His attention returns with Yu's touch, and Nanami flushes ever so slightly. "Ah, yes, I returned to training when I became a jujutsu sorcerer again. I work to maintain peak physical performance to be the strongest sorcerer I can be," the facts ramble out, though Yu can likely guess all that. "I can also readily do this..."

Nanami lifts Yu off the counter and supports his weight with a single hand grasping his ass. He runs his hand along Yu's back as he slowly walks them out of the kitchen into the dining and living area, cursing that the kitchen and the bedroom are on opposite ends of the apartment.

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He knows Nanami is talking but he's still just running his hands over Nanami's body, fingers playing over the definition and then Nanami's picking him up like he doesn't weigh anything. Which is something he'd honestly not even considered, given he's not exactly delicately built himself.

Haibara makes a quiet strangled sound and buries his face against Nanami's neck. "...I'm not going to be able to look at you without thinking about this." It's a little embarrassed sounding.

"I knew you were probably training but this-"It makes sense, given what had happened to him, but it's still got Haibara a little flushed.

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"Then think about me doing this," Nanami says. He brushes his hand through Yu's hair, gently but firmly grasps it, and pulls Yu away from his neck so he can kiss him again. His steps slow as he grows distracted, and Nanami leans against the back of the sectional to pause. He kisses from Yu's mouth, along his jaw, to his ear.

"I want you, body, heart, and soul," he whispers into Yu's ear. His hips flex upward, and he rocks Yu against them, the muscles in his arm tensing and flexing as he does so. "You are the most attractive person in the world. In all the worlds."

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Haibara kisses back, hands sliding over Nanami's shoulders, still when Nanami's mouth is on his jawline, breath catching in his throat.

"You have me, all of me..." He shudders, his fingers digging into Nanami's arms as he rocks his own hips, seeking more friction, a low moan slipping from his lips.

"You are." He manages in response to the last words. "Nobody but you would even give me a second look and I like that."

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Yu's response travels straight to Nanami's groin. His trousers truly are too tight, but he doesn't care. He wants to make Yu sound like that more. He wants—

His mouth drops open at the insult he cannot stand, but it ends with and I like that. How do you argue with a statement like that? Nanami doesn't. He gathers himself back together before they wind up having sex against the sofa, stands with steadiness he does not feel, and continues down toward the hallway and the eternally distant door to the bedroom.

Nanami holds Yu's chin and looks at him, seriously deeply looks at him, with all the want and desire and need and love and everything he feels. "I see you," he says. His eyes run over Yu's lips, slightly swollen with kisses, and he kisses him again.

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"I kn-" The kiss silences him and he's kissing back, fingers twisting in Nanami's hair, or as much as they can, fingers of his other hand digging into Nanami's back as he holds on. And when that kiss breaks, it's Haibara's mouth that's moving, tracing along the sharp lines of Nanami's jaw and then kissing down the side of his keck.

"You're the only one who should." At least in this regard.

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Despite himself, Nanami gasps as Yu kisses more and more of him. He's hungry for it, and he leans his head back. His fingers slide along his shoulder, not entirely smoothly, and his steps thump heavily on the floor. They pass the laundry, the door to the office approaching on the other side. The end of the hall truly is too far away.

Nanami turns and pins Yu against the wall. His hips rock hard into Yu, pushing him up the wall. He forces himself to go slowly, but he stays there, pressed tight, his hand partially pinned and uncomfortably pressed into the wall. His hand and Yu slide back down as he pulls his hips away, only to roll again.

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He's rocking helplessly against Nanami, his mouth still working along Nanami's neck and shoulder, Haibara even biting there, hands sliding over Nanami's arms.

"You could put me down for a few moments, so we can make it to the bed if that's what you want. Or get rid of the rest of this." A gesture down. "So you can have me sooner.."

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"I can," Nanami forces out, "make it to the bed." It's not his strength that's giving out. It's his resolve. Except the offer, tempting as it is, so tempting, strengthens his resolve. He leans back from the wall and slides one foot back as he adjusts his grip on Yu's ass.

Nanami forgoes kissing Yu for the time being but walks them down the hall, through the thankfully open door, and at long last across the rather large bedroom to the bed. His breathing is rough, and he kisses Yu again, after so long a deprivation. His hands go to remove Yu's trousers rather than his own.

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Yu doesn't distract him again, only kissing him once they're at the bed. And then he's lifting his hips to make removing his pants easier, his hands wandering over Nanami's back, fingertips just skimming lightly to feel the muscles shifting.

And once they're gone, he's catching Nanami in another kiss.

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Nanami reaches between them to grasp Yu and tease the head of his cock, all while paying more attention to the kiss than the rest. It feels such a deprivation, so long since the last kiss. Nanami moans into it, his lips swollen as well, and he leans over Yu.

Before his trousers are gone, Nanami pulls his spoon out of the pocket, pays it attention long enough to summon some lube, and sets it aside on the nightstand. His attention returns to Yu, spent in that act to do anything else for a little while. He doesn't care.

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He whines, low in his throat, his hips bucking up under the teasing as his head drops back to the bedding, hands curling in the blankets underneath him. Nanami's name is on his lips, falling easily into the air surrounding them.

He'd never thought he'd be able to feel this again, the need building inside him, the ache that he'd almost forgotten in the years since. "Kento.please"

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He strokes Yu's cock, his own straining in his trousers. The whining makes him groan, low and needy himself. It would be so easy to let Yu come first and warm back up. It would be so easy to—

"Not yet," Nanami says. He tightens his fingers around the base of Yu's cock. "I've hardly gotten to touch you. I want to take my time." He finally undoes his belt and pulls it out of the beltloops. When he unbuttons and unzips his trousers, he sighs in relief.

"Can you control yourself?"

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The stroking has him thrusting up into Nanami's grip helplessly, his moan louder this time as he tried to keep his eyes open, watching Nanami's face.

"But I want.." His tongue darts out, wets his lips as his gaze drops, watching Nanami undo his pants.

"I can try..but.."

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"What do you want?" Nanami asks. He steps out of his trousers and sets them aside. He knows he just asked for them to take their time, but he loves to hear what Yu wants. Always wants to give it to him. Anything and everything.

He slowly pulls on Yu's cock again, watching him carefully every moment of the way. He's so beautiful, all needy, tensing up. Nanami reaches for one of Yu's hands and puts it on his own cock.

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He can't look away, watching Nanami finish undressing, his gaze moving over Kento, Yu wetting his lips again as his gaze travels back up to Nanami's face. The stroke has him bucking up, another moan escaping as he tries to focus.

"...I want you." His voice is breathless, the words falling out. "Want to feel you inside, feel myself wrapped around you and your hands on my skin, your kisses." But he can try to hold himself back, let Nanami do as he wants.

"As long as you're touching me, you can do anything you want, though."

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Nanami kisses him when he finishes talking. He flips the cap up off the lube and squirts a little cold lube onto his fingers. Gently, he bends Yu's knees and reaches down past his other hand to gently push at his entrance. His body leans against Yu's, and he uses core strength to partly support himself. It isn't tenable longterm, and he lets go of Yu's cock to support his weight.

"I want you too," Nanami says, "I want to be inside you. I want to move and feel you move against me. But Yu, fuck, I don't think... you're ready. I want you to be—"

He kisses him again. Again and again, moaning into it. "I don't want to hurt you."

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"I want it, Kento. You won't do anything I'm not asking for. " When he's able to speak between the kisses, his hands clutching at Nanami's shoulders, fingers digging into his back a moment later.

"Take me slow, use lots of lube, but I need to feel you." Needs to feel like he's a part of Nanami again, even if it's just for a little while.

"I need you." Crave him, ache for him, the words tumble in his head but not out of his mouth. "Please"

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He presses two fingers into Yu, more than he initially planned at first, but Yu's impatient and needy. Nanami's desperate to do what he can as he feels his resolve slowly crumbling in the waves of emotions coming off him. Not merely horniness but an emotional ache and need. Something four years of being unable to touch, to talk, to do anything must have done. Thinking about that hurts. His eyes close, and his lashes wet with tears.

So much for control, for taking his time, for taking Yu apart piece by piece. What does that matter compared to Yu himself?

"You have me," Nanami says. He thrusts his fingers a few times, in and out, in and out, stretching Yu for what little good they can do in that time. He pulls them out and goes for the lube again. This time he takes a lot more. It sends a shiver through his spine, but he uses even more than he thinks he needs on his cock. He spreads Yu's cheeks with one hand and guides himself in. Slow. Slow. Slow.

His breath hitches, and Nanami shudders. "You're so tight, Yu," he says, "Tell me if it gets too much."

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The fingers have him shuddering, clenching around them reflexively as he moans Kento's name, his hips moving, rocking as he feels himself stretching. And it's still not enough, a low whining sound escaping again, although it changes when he actually feels Nanami pressing into him. And it's different, his fingers tangling in the sheets, gripping them as Yu pants quietly, forcing himself to stay still, to let himself stretch.

"It's never going to be too much." He manages, voice a little rough. "At least not in terms of Nanami being too big or hurting him. He's not that fragile and he's waited for this, waited until they could be together again. And he'll stretch to take as much as he can.

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The room goes quiet, just the two of them breathing raggedly and rustling sheets. Nanami pays attention to Yu on heightened alert for any sign he's hurting him. It comes hand in hand with feeling Yu tight around him, an incredible welcome warmth. What he's missed and wanted for a decade. When he finally presses all the way in, Nanami stays there and lets Yu get used to the feeling of it.

He brings one hand up to cup Yu's face. "I love you," Nanami says again, something so far from being news it warrants the same level of shock as the statement, 'I'm breathing.' He kisses Yu, leaning down changing the angle slightly, so he leans down and draws one leg up over his shoulder.

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He hasn't fell this complete since before he died, since the last time he'd been like this with Kento over him. But this is different, this feels like so much more than it had when they were teenagers.

"I love you too." More than anything. He frees one hand, lifting to cover the one on his cheek, eyes focusing on Nanami's face the moment before they're kissing again and once the kiss breaks.

"You can move, if you're ready."