"Takaba!" Kirishima's desperate greeting gave him pause as he entered the hospital room.

Asami was grinning as though he was having a little too much fun and even Suoh seemed amused. Akihito cast a wary look between them all as he slowly made his way to his lover's bedside. Asami had been causing all sorts of trouble while he was confined to his bed, he got bored easily and didn't handle it well. He looked far from bored right now, however.

"Please give him something to do, anything to stop him from harassing both myself and the staff."

"Come now, Kei," Asami said, voice thick with his amusement and a sadistic twinkle in his eye. "I am merely providing you options. What's the harm in that?"

"What's the harm? I doubt they get paid enough to have to deal with your suggestive comments."

"I did nothing of the sort. I was merely pointing out some obviously excellent traits."

"Why did we have to be placed in the same room? I would have preferred my own," Kirishima muttered looking beyond fed up.

"I'm paying for it, you aren't moving."

"I have my own hospital cover," he shot back.

"And why inflate your premiums by using it when I have us covered?"

Akihito looked to Suoh for a little help with what the hell was going on but he just grinned back, not joining in on the banter but clearly enjoying whatever had Kirishima so desperate. A male nurse walked in and their reactions had Akihito even more confused. Asami's grin widened and Kirishima groaned, flopping back against the bed in an almost childish manner. He had never seen the man look so ruffled.

He approached Asami at his beckoning and curled up on the bed next to him. He ended up almost in his lap by the time they were both comfortable but he didn't care as long as they were close. Even though the immediate threat was gone, he couldn't shake the constant need to reassure himself that his soulmate really was here and okay.

"We are trying to get Kei a date," Asami explained once Akihito was settled. "We thought someone to mother our resident mother hen would be good, and who better than a nurse? I imagine they also know all about work commitments and dedicating yourself to your job with long hours as well."

The nurse in question was quietly talking to Suoh and his face was a little flushed but he didn't otherwise react to the conversation. He couldn't be sure, but Akihito felt that maybe the poor nurse had heard this all before.

"You're too old to be playing such childish games, Ryuichi," Kirishima scolded from his bed, "and I do not have time to have another person requiring my attention. Between yourself and Miyuki, I have enough on my plate."

"Your daughter would agree with me," Asami countered. "You call Sion your family, and while that's true, there's always room for more."

"With you and Takaba causing as much trouble as you do? With Miyuki going through her teenaged rebellious phase? There isn't room for more. I'm juggling enough. I thought you wanted to reduce my stress?"

"What's better for stress relief than a date?"

"Anything," Kirishima deadpanned back but Asami ignored him, turning back to Akihito.

"Kei has dated both men and women in the past, so we have lots of options. Nor is he holding out for his soulmate. So after careful consideration, our most likely candidate is this fine specimen." He waved his hand in the general direction of the male nurse currently attending to Suoh. "He has a nice ass, very round."

"It is a nice ass," Akihito agreed, eyeing the nurse as he tried to hide his own grin.

"You aren't helping! And you can't just choose someone based on their physical appearance," Kirishima interjected.

"Why not? Isn't that how most of the world judge potential mates for the very first time?" Asami questioned.

"Well, I don't sleep with people on the first date, unlike some." He glared at his old friend. "What kind of example is that for my daughter? Personality is far more important to me, anyway."

"There is nothing wrong with two, or more," he added after a thoughtful pause, "consenting adults partaking in mutual pleasure upon meeting. Or not. I was aiming for a date, it would be up to you what you did. Go for coffee if you insist on being a prude."

Kirishima's eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "He's too young anyway."

"Like age matters," Asami dismissed the protest out of hand. "It can't be any worse than myself and Akihito."

"You're soulmates, it's different."

"I think because they are soulmates that it proves that love isn't held back by such boundaries," Suoh pipped up for the first time.

Kirishima scowled and grabbed a remote sitting beside his bed. Pressing a button, a curtain surrounded his bed, blocking him from view. Asami laughed at his friend's actions.

"He did that earlier too, but he can still hear us. He only opened the curtain before to interject on my observations."

"You shouldn't be so mean to your friends," Akihito said with a laugh. "Although my friends used to do the same to me."

"See, a sign of friendship," Asami teased. Akihito smiled back as he leant against his soulmate. It was nice seeing him so relaxed, he wasn't usually like this unless they were at home.

The nurse left Suoh's side and quietly poked his head around Kirishima's curtain before going in and Asami took the opportunity to use his own remote to close their curtains.

"Now," Asami whispered huskily as the hand around Akihito's waist started moving lower, "I think there is something much more interesting we could be doing."

"Here?!" Akihito hissed back, horrified. "We're in a hospital! Your friends are on the other side of the curtains, they'll be able to hear everything! And what if someone comes in? You're injured as well!"

Asami hummed as he began to nibble along Akihito's jaw. He tried to wiggled away but he didn't want to jostle his lover's wounds and the man had no qualms about using that to his advantage. His hand slipped below the waistband of his briefs to squeeze at his flesh and he flushed at the sudden coursing of arousal through his veins. It had been a while since they had last done it but now really wasn't the time.

Try tell that to his body though.

His lover pulled him closer against him and captured his hand to press it against the bulge in the sheets. Akihito gasped at the straining hardness and Asami bit back a low groan at the contact.

"We shouldn't do it here," he whispered even as he didn't remove his hand. "And you're still hurt!"

"It's fine, we can work around it."

"But it's messy and noisy!"

Asami scraped his teeth across Akihito's throat and he threw his head back automatically to give him more access.

"There are things we can do to get around that," was the amused response.

He thought for a moment before finally realising what he was suggesting.

"You want me to blow you? Here?!" Akihito hissed as he tried to ignore the heat coiling in his belly. Damn, Asami could get him going far, far too quickly. Curse the man.

"If you're offering…" Akihito snorted at the smug tone. It was clear where he was leading this. "Please, baby. I missed you."

His breath hitched in his throat at the whispered words and the neediness that underlined them. The bastard was totally playing him but damn, it was working.

"Are you trying to seduce me into blowing you?"

"Is it working?"

"Cheeky bastard," Akihito grumbled. "Since when do you talk like that? Actually, since when do you call me that?"

"Quite a few times actually," Asami whispered back, his words blowing cold air over his sensitive neck causing shudders to wrack through him. "You didn't protest so I thought I'd keep using it."

"What? When?"

"Every video call since I've been away."

"Really?!" Akihito exclaimed before flushing and lowering his voice again. "That doesn't count because we were… you know."

"I can go back to calling you kitten if you'd like?"

"That's worse," he deadpanned.

"My cute little kitten." Asami hummed before pulling back to capture his lips in a hungry kiss, bucking up impatiently against the hand still resting on the blankets against his hard length. He grunted in pain at the movement and Akihito pulled back to scowl at him.

"See, you're still hurt! Don't strain yourself!"

"And that's why you should take care of it," Asami replied with a wicked smirk and the blonde could immediately see he'd been had.

"You sneaky bastard-"

Akihito was interrupted by someone clearing their throat and he looked up to see the male nurse from before poking his head around the curtains.

"Am I interrupting? I can come back a little later if you'd like some privacy?"

"No, no!" Akihito exclaimed snatching his hand away from Asami's crotch, aghast that they'd been caught. "Please come in! Someone," he glared at his lover as he spoke, "is being entirely inappropriate."

Asami sighed and Akihito swore he pouted for a moment but he didn't let him go.

"It's fine," the nurse said with a laugh as he entered the faux room and started checking over the clipboard at the end of the bed. "I was going to make a joke about letting the patients rest but I can see it's not you causing trouble!"

Akihito blushed at the remark and tried to get some distance between them but his soulmate was latched on like some petulant child.

"And you call me needy," he muttered to Asami who huffed a little. "Oh!" He turned to look at the nurse. "And please tell them to stop if you don't like the comments too. I know you're working hard and you don't need to put up with it."

The young man laughed, a slight flush building on his cheeks. "I don't mind a couple of very handsome men complimenting one of my best features. There's certainly much worse things that patients could be doing. It's not like he was being vulgar or trying to grab me and his friend is pretty cute when he's flustered."

Asami chuckled softly before answering a few questions about how he feeling. He finally let Akihito go so the dressings on his wounds could be changed and sat obediently while the nurse fussed over him.

"Okay, that's all for now. If you like, I could tell the others to give you two a little privacy for a while?" Akihito flushed as Asami agreed but the young nurses smile was soft and sweet, not judging at all. "I know you are soulmates but try not to be too naughty, everyone can hear everything through these curtains."

He left with a cheeky wink and made sure the curtains were firmly hiding them from view.

"Ugh, that's so embarrassing!" Akihito groaned as he buried his face in his hands. "This is all your fault." Asami didn't respond as he pulled the younger man closer again, apparently eager on resuming their earlier activities. "And as fun as it is to tease Kirishima-san, you really shouldn't comment on the staff like that. They are trying to work and they might not like it."

"Unlike some, I am an excellent judge of character," Asami replied. "Now, where were we?"

"Don't start this again, you should be resting!"

"As if I could rest like this," Asami replied as he drew Akihito's hand back down but this time he moved it under the covers. Their hands met hot flesh and Akihito bit back a small gasp. His lover's eyes were dark with desire and he leaned forward to capture his lips in a heated kiss.

Almost automatically, Akihito's fingers curled around the throbbing length. The catch in Asami's breath and the way he kissed him all the more passionately only spurred him on. It reminded Akihito just how long it had been since they could touch each other like this. Heat coiled in his belly and his own cock began to harden in response.

Asami let go of Akihito's hand to let his own arm rest at his side but his other arm moved up so that he could run his fingers through his hair. Akihito signed softly at the caress before the fingers tugged slightly, clearly demanding. He moved back to frown at his lover but fuck, he wanted to feel him in his mouth.

It felt like it had been forever.

After making sure that Asami wasn't straining the wound on his shoulder or his thigh, Akihito carefully pulled back the covers to reveal the pulsing appendage. He licked his lips at the sight before leaning over his lover's lap a little awkwardly. Not that Asami seemed to care, judging from the insistent way he was gently pushing at his head.

Akihito poked his tongue out and lapped at the small beads of pre-cum gathering at the tip and grinned to himself at the way Asami twitched. He had spent a lot of time practising this and he was rather proud of his ability to make his partner quickly come undone with his masterful technique. But seeing as he had been a bit of a demanding jerk, he was going to spend some time just teasing him.

Let's see how well he held back his moans under his administrations.

Slowly, mindful of his own need to be quiet, Akihito ran his tongue over the cock held loosely in his hands until it was nice and sloppy. He wouldn't be able to deep throat him at this angle without choking at least once so Asami would just have to settle for a hand/mouth combo.

He tightened his grip but didn't moved his hand as he sucked at the head like it was the tastiest lollipop in the whole world and grinned as the hand in his hair reflexively tightened. It was hard to hold back his own moan, getting his hair pulled while giving head just turned him on even more, but he was determined to see this through. He wasn't about to make this easy.

Asami's breath rushed out harshly as Akihito scraped his teeth gently over the large cock and he fought down a smug grin. It felt like a competition. Who could be the quietist? Would they get caught? Whose fault would it be?

It felt like payback for when Asami got caught taking those selfies but Akihito took the rap for it. He took his time carefully teasing his lover, careful not to slurp too loudly. He would tease until he could feel the frustration through the grip on his hair before moving to suck the cock into his mouth. Akihito focused on pleasuring his lover right up until he could start to feel him tensing up then back off to tease some more.

Asami's breathing was ragged above his and he snuck a peek up at him. Golden eyes were blown almost completely black and his chest was heaving. The look of raw desire sent a bolt of pleasure straight to his groin but the look on his lovers face also promised retribution.

He was looking forward to that unspoken promise more than he'd be willing to admit out loud right now.

Akihito turned his attention back to the throbbing cock in his hands but he found his patience gone. His own arousal was causing him discomfort and he was certainly not quiet enough to let it be taken care of here. It was flatteringly short work to finish Asami off and the man came down his throat with a heavy exhale of breath, hand fisting in his hair.

Swallowing around his lover's length, Akihito waited until it was softening in his mouth before pulling away and moving up to lock Asami in an open-mouthed kiss. The man groaned at the taste of himself on his tongue and the blonde pulled back with a triumphant smirk.

"I win," he whispered, his grin widening at the narrowing of the other's eyes.

Akihito took a moment to marvel in just how dishevelled his lover looked before the man's breathing had calmed enough for him to speak.

"Oh, we'll see about that," Asami drawled lowly in reply.