@shidareume.

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The mission has been a long one, taking down a small criminal organization that had taken up refuge in a bustling hot springs town. The battle isn't over, but they'd certainly had a successful -- and bloody -- day. Jouno is glad to have gotten back to resort for the night, and while they couldn't let their guard down completely, he intends to at least try to relax. He's listening carefully to everything going on around him, but for now, things are quiet enough. Most of the resort patrons are going to bed, and they'd wiped out the criminals that had holed up in the establishment already.

He decides to take a bath, slipping away from the group. Fukuchi is, unsurprisingly, rowdy and drinking, and Teruko has talked someone in to an intense game of table tennis (it's hardly a fair competition, considering she's a Hunting Dog, but it's harmless enough that Jouno will leave it alone for now). He walks by Tetchō as he leaves, running his fingers along the small of the others back, a subtle gesture that none of the others see. He doesn't verbally invite him to come, but the implication is there if he wants to see it.

Once undressed, he steps outside. The cool night air will complement the warm water of the hot springs well, he thinks. He's proven right when he steps in, and with a few more steps, he sinks into the water with a pleased sigh. He leans back up against rocks, getting comfortable. It isn't often that Jouno actually feels calm, but right now, he's close to it.

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Tetcho doesn't mind the water being dripped on his head; he might as well get everything wet if he's bathing, but for now, he won't dip fully into the water. That's mostly due to the fact that Jouno is there, cranky and cute as always. Tetcho is never concerned about being too obvious, because why would he want to be anything less? If Jouno knows what he wants without him having to say it, then isn't that a good thing? Something about reading each other, or it's really most likely the fact that Tetcho simply doesn't bother ever trying to mask what he wants.

And yes, he does want to kiss Jouno. He's taking too long. Those are two things Tetcho can fully agree on, a smile playing at the edge of his lips. It means Jouno wants it, too, or he'd be ignoring it entirely. Tetcho almost asks--do you want me to kiss you?--but the answer is given to him before he has a chance, in the form of Jouno crawling into his lap, all warm and heavy. The skin-on-skin feels nice, but the press of lips feels even nicer, and Tetcho pushes into it without hesitation.

Maybe he really is taking too long. A hand comes up to press against the back of Jouno's head, to keep him in place even though Tetcho doubts he'll move. He opens his mouth into it too quickly to be suave, the hand still under the water moving to grab one of Jouno's thighs.

"Mmmh." It's a sound of agreement, perhaps, at everything Jouno had just said, hummed into his mouth, followed by a lick at Jouno's lips.

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Jouno doesn't fight it, letting the hand rest on his head. He has no intention of moving any time soon. His legs squeeze Tetchō's, body pressing flush against the other man's. He responds with a sound of his own, a low moan, as he catches Tetchō's tongue in between his lips, sucking roughly.

He doesn't care that Tetchō isn't suave, instead just happy to feel him skin against skin like this. The evening hadn't been particularly fun -- Jouno never really did like having to babysit their drunk boss -- but this more than made up for it.

As he moves his hand on Tetchō's neck, he lets the towel go and it slides to the other's shoulder, catching in between his body and the rocks. His hand moves upwards, fingers tangling in the bottom of Tetchō's hair, twisting tightly as he rocks against his boyfriend. They're not able to share a room without raising suspicion, so Jouno will have to take advantage of this moment instead.

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When it's just the two of them, Jouno is far more physical, letting Tetchō touch without scolding, so he does. Hands on his thigh, over warm skin, the pads of his fingers tracing old scars and the lines of muscle where Jouno's legs tense. There's the moan, too, a warm noise that makes Tetchō's body respond, heat pooling in his stomach. There's the warmth of the water, of Jouno's body, of Tetchō's own blood racing under his skin. Good.

And, of course, the intimacy of bathing. Jouno is somehow able to multitask, still 'washing' Tetchō's shoulders. As Jouno rocks against him, fingers pull at Tetchō's hair, and he moans into Jouno's mouth, breath heavy. Honestly... this won't be enough. Ever since they'd started putting a label to it, Tetchō finds himself wanting to be with or near Jouno all the time, much to Jouno's irritation. And so, he'll likely try and sneak his way into Jouno's room tonight, because Tetchō likes to cuddle after sex, and it seems like that's where this is going.

The hand not pressed against Jouno's thigh moves to his ear, catches on the earring that's always so distracting. Tetchō thinks it's cute; Jouno would disagree. Either way, it's not like he can get in trouble for unspoken thoughts, so he rubs it with his fingers, pushing into the kiss, wanting to rub his body against the warm soft of Jouno's skin.

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As much as Jouno will complain later, when Tetchō sneaks into his room and he can't get rid of him, for now, he seems quite content to be with his boyfriend. Even with the heat of the water, a chill runs down Jouno's spine as Tetchō's fingers massage his thigh. The quick beating of Tetchō's heart fills his ears, and Jouno can't help but smile into the kiss.

The moan against his lips has him gasp softly, pulling back to scold, "Keep quiet," as if he hadn't made a similar noise moments before. Jouno is even often the louder of the two of them, considering just how sensitive he can get in the moment. Now is no exception, and he's aching to be touched, a want that only increases when he kisses Tetchō again.

The hand not currently tangled in Tetchō's hair drifts down in between them, fingers ghosting over Tetchō's abs until they can wrap around his cock, pumping it slowly. If there had been any doubt about where Jouno wanted this to go, it's certainly gone now.

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Tetchō huffs when Jouno tells him to keep quiet. He's not the only one making noise! And it's hard, when it feels this nice to be with Jouno. All of the movement, the touch, everything. He doesn't bother with verbal protest, knowing Jouno will just double down--and besides, there are more important things going on. Like the hand moving down his body, knowing just where to touch to make Tetchō shudder.

He's already mostly hard. Tetchō isn't embarrassed about it; he gets excited quickly when it comes to Jouno. Plus, their mission has left little time for intimacy, so Tetchō craves it, his fingers twitching over Jouno's thigh. When Tetchō makes a noise again, this time it's a little deliberate, something of a challenge to the order he's been given. People might hear them, sure, but... he's sure this wouldn't be the first time someone has had sex in a hot spring. He bites at Jouno's lip in a half-assed attempt to muffle himself, wanting to rock up into the hand that pumps him.

Tetchō's own hand wanders, moving from Jouno's thigh to his lower back, and then the curve of his ass. They haven't established how this is going to go, but Jouno will always tell Tetchō exactly what he wants. So he'll just let his hands wander, fingers pressing and kneading warm skin.

[pricelesstears]

Even the slight vibration as Tetchō shudders draws a small gasp from Jouno, though he manages to keep from being too loud -- stubbornly so, knowing he had just complained about exactly that. It's hard to keep quiet, though, especially as Tetchō's hands start to wander. His breathing quickens, hot against the kiss, which, as punishment for Tetchō's bite, he breaks to sink his teeth into the other's bottom lip. It's not enough to completely break skin, but it will certainly leave Tetchō's lip puffy and swollen for a while. For someone who doesn't want their relationship known, Jouno isn't good at not leaving marks.

He swallows harshly as he continues to rub Tetchō's cock, thumb tracing along the vein there. He doesn't care that Tetchō gets hard quickly; if anything, he likes it. He likes the feel of something strong in his hand, and the way Tetchō twitches beneath him as he pumps him. The friction of the water doesn't help his pace, but he manages to get it steady enough.

Tetchō is right to assume that Jouno will decide how things go, but at the moment, Jouno hasn't quite made up his mind. As much as he's craving feeling Tetchō inside of him, he's also aware of just how loud he can get. He's quieter -- for the most part -- when it's the other way around, but he also doesn't exactly want to flip them around. It feels much too good being in Tetchō's lap like this.

Then again, from this position, there's also the added disadvantage of Tetchō seeing his face. His cheeks are already flushed from the heat of the water combined with arousal. He's not sure he wants to embarrass himself further.

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Tetchō will never understand why Jouno finds these things embarrassing. Being loud, the way his face looks when he's feeling good--all of these things are great, in his opinion. In fact, some of Tetchō's favorite positions are ones where he can see Jouno's face, when they can kiss, when he can see the way his neck arches back as he comes. Ah- He's getting a little too into this already, moaning when Jouno bites his lip. It's definitely going to be obvious when they walk out of here just what was going on.

"Mm-" Tetchō doesn't want to pull back, but he does, licks his lips and tries not to look as dazed as he feels. His hand moves back over Jouno's thigh, the junction where hip it meets his torso, and then inward to drag fingers over his cock. It's not fair if Tetchō is the only one enjoying this, after all.

"I want to do it," he breathes, managing to find words long enough before pressing his lips against Jouno's again. Tetchō is very, very rarely embarrassed. Even saying things like this so bluntly, he figures it's easiest to just say what he means instead of being coy about it. Pretending he doesn't want to have sex right here is just a waste of time, when they're clearly both worked up.

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Jouno can't hide the sound that escapes as Tetchō's fingers brush against his cock, and his hips move involuntarily to chase the touch. His head falls forward, forehead bumping against the other's as their lips connect again, a low moan still in Jouno's throat. It almost seems like he's too lost in the moment to reply at all, but eventually he pulls back to snap, "Of course you do, idiot." Had it not been obvious that they were going in that direction?

There's a small, annoyed pout on Jouno's lips before he kisses Tetchō again, twisting his fingers in the other's dark hair as a small punishment for wasting his time by saying something so stupid. Mostly, though, the sadist in Jouno just likes to hear the little sounds Tetchō makes when he's in pain, soft and sweet.

"Fuck me then," Jouno finally settles on, the words breathed against his boyfriend's mouth. He'll figure out a way to stay quiet, even if he has to bite down on Tetchō to do so. It wouldn't be the first time.

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Of course Tetchō had seen where this was going, but he’d learned long ago to never assume when it comes to Jouno. If he really wants something, Tetchō will verbalize his intentions no matter how embarrassing, and that’s what he’s doing now, a smile playing on his lips when Jouno kisses him again.

A sudden pull at his hair, harsh and twisting, sends sparks up and down Tetchō’s body. He makes another sound, a soft groan, hips stuttering up just a bit where he can with Jouno still very much in his lap. Any sort of pain had long ago turned to pleasure, a result of the training and fighting they do, and he shivers, distracted, lips just brushing against Jouno’s while his fingers play along the pretty line of his cock.

And Jouno decides. This time, apparently, he’s going to let Tetchō fuck him. It makes sense; they’re already in a good position for it, and Tetchō knows Jouno enjoys it. He’s always expressive when he allows Tetchō to fuck him, which is perhaps why it doesn’t happen all that often that Jouno will let Tetchō see his face.

So, it’s a treat. Tetchō’s smile against his boyfriend’s lips says he knows, and he stops toying with Jouno’s cock to move around his back again, other hand joining the first under the water to cup and knead his ass. “Don’t have lube. Is it okay?” The answer is obviously going to be yes, but again, one should never just assume with Jouno, and Tetchō only wants it to hurt if that’s the intention.

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The twist of hair gets exactly the reaction Jouno wants, and he laughs softly against Tetchō's mouth, breath hot. His laugh is cut off by a gasp as Tetchō's fingers tease his cock. He deepens the kiss, a desperate attempt to conceal the sound (even if his enjoyment of the moment is obvious given how painfully hard he is in Tetchō's hand).

He can feel Tetchō's smile against the kiss and almost pulls back to tell him off. Instead of words, though, there's a groan of slight disappointment when Tetchō's hand moves from his cock. Even knowing that it will be worth it in the long run, he can't help but instantly miss the attention.

"Stupid question," he snaps, but it comes out more lustful and breathy than anything. "It's fine. Just..." There's a pause. Jouno doesn't like to admit that he can't handle everything, and a situation like this is no exception. "Go slow." He sits up on his knees, giving Tetchō better access to his ass. The hand in Tetchō's hair slides down to rest on his shoulder, a gesture clearly meant to steady Jouno once they got started.

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Tetchō's smile grows a bit more when Jouno snaps at him. A hand moves to press against the small of Jouno's back, just because Tetchō likes touching him anywhere and everywhere. The closeness of them together in this quiet hot spring, the sound of water lapping rocks, the warm steam drifting from the water's surface--it all paints a very idyllic picture, and here they are, about to turn it into something dirty. Tetchō doesn't really view it that way, though; Jouno is just as pretty as any of the scenery here, and having him feel good, having his back arch and his mouth open and his hair sticking to his cheeks isn't something to be embarrassed about. Tetchō might even liken it to a work of art, if he were the artistic type.

He keeps the hand at Jouno's back while his other seeks out Jouno's entrance where he can't see it, though the amount of times they've done this have made him more or less remember exactly what to do. He does worry a little, because he doesn't want to hurt Jouno--not that Tetchō thinks he can't take it, but having something that's supposed to be good be uncomfortable is not something he really enjoys. He rubs a bit with his finger, tilting his head up to look at Jouno's face.

"Are you relaxed?" If not--considering Jouno is one of the most tense people Tetchō knows--then he can help. He licks his lips, feeling the sore sting from where Jouno had bitten him, where the soft skin is already bruising. It feels good, and he worries at it with his teeth for a moment.