What would Makoto do?

Haruka found himself all alone in the Tachibana residence. Makoto's parents and siblings were off to Tokyo to attend someone's wedding and the olive-haired male himself? Well, he was out to go to the night shop for something to munch on while holding the movie marathon they'd been planning to have later. Haruka sat on the couch and mindlessly flicked to countless of TV channels, hardly bothering to focus on what kind of programmes passed by. The raven-haired male blinked at the TV when he saw a couple make out heavily in some kind of romantic film. Haruka shook his head and continued flicking through the channels.

The raven-haired male had been feeling high on sexual tension all day to be honest. The swim practice had been quite exhilarating for Haruka as he had a steamy make-out session with Makoto under the showers. They have been dating for two months now but they've never gotten past the barrier of kissing. It was always just kissing and Haruka wondered whether Makoto would ever be ready to do something more with him. Haruka knew that Makoto had experience because about one year ago, the olive-haired male had a short but sexy romance with Rin. They didn't last because truth be told, no one can stand to be around Rin for more than a few weeks. It had stung Haruka when the two of them were together but Haruka remained patient throughout that hard time because he knew that he was going to end up with Makoto anyway. There were destined to be together and in the end everything turned out okay.

Haruka found himself staring and looking at Makoto more and more. He noticed all the small things and for Haruka it was hard to stop certain arousing thoughts from flowing through his mind. Haruka had never noticed how beautiful Makoto looked when beads of water were rolling down that perfectly toned body. However, now he did notice and more than once, those thoughts would stir up problems in his pants. Haruka made sure that Makoto never noticed even though that was very hard. During their make-out session in the showers earlier today, Haruka finally voiced out his true desire but Makoto seemed to be a bit hesitant and soon after, Haruka was left alone in the showers. The raven-haired male never questioned why Makoto didn't seem to be in the mood for sexual activities, he'd just have to be patient with the olive-haired male. Haruka wasn't a very patient person but when it came to Makoto, he'd do just about anything.

Haruka switched off the TV and he crept upstairs. He didn't exactly know why he was being extra careful not to make too much noise, since he was actually all alone in the house. The door to Makoto's bedroom was only slightly open and Haruka peeked inside. He'd been inside of this room for so many times and Haruka wondered why he was behaving like this in the first place. He slowly walked into the room and flicked on the small bedside light. It cast a dim light over the bed and Haruka's attention was drawn to the T-shirt that Makoto had worn throughout the day. He had noticed that Makoto had a change of clothes before heading off to the store. Haruka picked up the large T-shirt and he held it close to him like a lifeline. He sniffed the T-shirt and swooned as the sweet scent of chlorine and Makoto filled his nose and clouded his mind. Makoto had been on his mind almost every second of every day and in the beginning it was a bit annoying but now, Haruka didn't want his mind filled with anything but the olive-haired male.

Haruka toyed with the shirt for a few minutes, before laying it back down on the bed so that he could remove his own smaller T-shirt that he was wearing. He walked into the bathroom with Makoto's shirt and Haruka slid it over his head once he was in front of the mirror.

Haruka smirked at his reflection as he saw that the T-shirt was a bit loose on him. It hung slightly off his slender shoulders and Haruka swooned at the thought of having Makoto all over him. He looked at the small cabinet and noticed Makoto's glasses sitting next to his empty lens-caps. He picked up the pair of glasses and shifted them until they framed his face perfectly. His sight was a bit blurry but Haruka could still clearly see how the glasses looked on him in the mirror. He was starting to look more and more like Makoto and Haruka smirked once more at the thought. He wondered what it would be like to be just like Makoto. The olive-haired male was different from Haruka in many ways and Haruka wouldn't mind to switch places with Makoto even if it was just for a few hours. To make his transformation complete, Haruka picked up the hat that Makoto had worn a few days prior when they had their fishing trip. Haruka glanced at his reflection one more time before walking out of the bathroom and heading into Makoto's bedroom once more.

Having Makoto's scent all around him and thinking of the olive-haired male had made Haruka feel like he was on fire again. He ached for Makoto's touch and he hoped that the olive-haired male would be back very soon. He needed to feel those burning hot lips against his own, melding them together just like it should be. The raven-haired male pulled the glasses from his nose and he placed them neatly on the bedside table.

Haruka's problem was straining against his pants and it was very hard to ignore it. Haruka felt a bit daring and he decided to quickly take care of his problem. He bit his lips as he imagined how Makoto would do it when he touched himself. Haruka unzipped his jeans and he groaned softly as he massaged himself through his boxers. Had Makoto done something similar in the past? Perhaps he did it yesterday because they couldn't be together the night before. Had Makoto lain where Haruka was lying right now and did the olive-haired male touch himself like this?

Haruka's stomach jolted at the thought of Makoto touching himself and the slow, restricted ministrations on his member were not enough anymore. Makoto wouldn't tease himself like this, Haruka thought and the raven-haired male arched up to slide both his jeans and boxers down his legs. Haruka knew he should feel bad about doing this but he ached for more and it seemed like Makoto would probably still take some time to get ready to take their relationship to the next level. With one swift kick, Haruka removed his undergarments from his feet.

With a very deep sigh of pleasure, Haruka ran his palm over the tip of his erection before forming a fist around his length. Haruka felt completely intoxicated by his surroundings and if he had a clear mind a few minutes ago, he certainly didn't have one right now. He could only think about Makoto touching himself and Haruka arched his back slightly, his head falling back into the soft pillows on Makoto's bed. Haruka's eyelids fluttered as his breathing sped up, gasping every few seconds, wishing that Makoto was the one that was touching him right here and right now.

Makoto's shirt was long and Haruka had to hoist it up slightly around his waist so that he could touch himself. Haruka desperately clamped at the material, dragging it down slightly so that it covered his member. The dragged the hem of the shirt back and forth over his length and the gentle friction shot pleasure through his whole body. Haruka curled his toes as he let pleasure run haywire in his body. Haruka bit his lip as he gripped himself through the shirt, reforming the fist as he slowly began to stroke himself.

"Fuck," he hissed as he gripped himself a little harder. Was this how Makoto did it? Did Makoto like it gentle or rough? Slow or fast? Haruka couldn't help but picture Makoto in his clouded and foggy mind. What kind of faces would Makoto make when he was experiencing intense pleasure?

Haruka twisted and turned a little in the bed and he slowly but surely made a mess of Makoto's bed. Haruka didn't bother to care because he would fix it later. With each stroke, his moans became a little louder. Haruka usually wasn't loud when he touched himself – not that he'd done it that many times before. However, now that he was covered and surrounded by Makoto's scent he couldn't help but moan as arousing thoughts seeped in his system. Haruka wondered whether Makoto was the type of person to be really loud in bed. The raven-haired male's whole body burned as he ached for his boyfriend.

"Ahem."

Haruka's mind didn't register the clearing of Makoto's throat immediately, but when he did, his eyes shot open and Haruka sat up and covered himself with the blankets. Haruka could feel his whole body burn with shame and he quickly covered his face with his trembling hands.

Haruka peeked through his shaking fingers and he saw the object of his affection standing next to the bed staring at him with an open mouth.

Haruka made a small squeaky noise and he flopped back down onto the bed to hide himself even more. Haruka's body blazed and he just knew that his entire body must have been blushing.

"You're back early," Haruka spoke softly and he felt like crying. He knew that Makoto wouldn't be gone that long but usually when he went to the store he would end up helping old ladies with their groceries and that would always prolong his trip to the shop.

"Well I hurried because you're all alone," Makoto's voice rung loudly in Haruka's ears and it sounded so much louder now that Haruka wasn't able to see the olive-haired male.

Haruka sighed deeply, he should've known better than to let himself get carried away like that. What would Makoto think of him now? Perhaps Makoto was so disgusted that he would break off their relationship. What if Makoto thought that he was some kind of pervert? Haruka groaned and he waited for Makoto to say that he needed to get the fuck out of the house. Haruka refused to look at Makoto and it seemed that his voice was now stuck in his throat. Haruka knew that one of them would have to say something because the tension in the room was suffocating. To make matters even worse, Haruka's problem would not go down and moreover, Makoto's presence seemed to make it even worse. Haruka wondered whether it was possible to die of embarrassment and he could only imagine the look on Makoto's shocked face. Haruka wondered how he would feel if he saw Makoto sprawled on his bed with nothing but his own shirt?

After a few deafening moments of silence, Haruka could feel the mattress dip on one side. Haruka wondered whether Makoto would start yelling at him any second. Haruka gasped softly and shuddered when Makoto pried away his hands from his face.

Haruka looked at Makoto with a twinkle of fear in his eyes and Makoto smirked at him.

"What were you up to?" Makoto asked softly, furrowing his eyebrows. The olive-haired male was lying next to Haruka, supporting himself on one elbow.

Haruka couldn't believe what he heard Makoto say. Did Makoto really want him to say it out loud? Could this become even more embarrassing?

"It kind of looks like…" Makoto continued, picking at the shirt that Haruka was wearing. "That you were… pretending to be me. Is that it Haru?" Makoto grinned down at Haruka, plucking up the cap that had fallen from Haruka's head onto the pillows beside him. Haruka had forgotten he'd been wearing it when he started with his ministrations. Makoto tossed the hat to the floor and looked at Haruka for an answer.

"Could it be that you were playing what would Makoto do?"

Haruka couldn't help but look at him sheepishly while his cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Makoto leaned down so that his face was next to Haruka's. The raven-haired male gasped softly when he felt his boyfriends' breath against his sensitive neck.

"So… you think you can be me?" Makoto purred seductively and Haruka swallowed the lump that seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Haruka was still unable to speak and he cast he gaze on Makoto's face and he felt his whole body burn once more. Makoto pulled Haruka up by the arms until the raven-haired male was sitting up. Makoto had one knee between Haruka's bare legs. The olive-haired male gripped the hem of the shirt that Haruka was wearing and he tugged it up until he could pull it over Haruka's head. He threw that down next to the hat.

Haruka was now completely naked and the raven-haired male couldn't help but shiver when he received a predatory gaze from Makoto.

"Makoto likes to do it with no clothes on," Makoto whispered, slowly pushing against Haruka's chest until he was lying on his back again. Makoto lay down next to him once more.

Haruka gaped at the olive-haired male, was he perhaps dreaming this? Maybe Haruka had fallen asleep without realizing this because this couldn't be anything but a dream.

The warm and strong hand that grasped Haruka's seemed very, very real however, as it guided him back down to the upright length between his legs, demanding and aching for attention. Haruka went to grab it, but Makoto's hand over his guided him past it, down further.

"Makoto likes to tease a bit lower first," Makoto purred, his eyes gazing at their joined hands.

Haruka whimpered, his legs jerking when his fingers brushed against the sensitive skin just below his throbbing member. Haruka couldn't take his eyes off Makoto, who was licking his lips while keeping his gaze steady on their joined hands.

After a few long torturous moments, Haruka's hand was dragged back up to his cock. Makoto let him grab it and then rested his hand lightly on Haruka's hip, waiting for him to continue. All of a sudden, Haruka was feeling very self-conscious because he was the only one in the room that was completely naked and to make matters worse, he was holding his own throbbing length. Makoto seemed to pick up on Haruka's hesitance and the olive-haired male ran his hand up and down Haruka's hip to reassure him that this was okay.

Haruka took a deep breath and slowly began to massage his erection once again.

A low and appreciative growl came from Makoto and Haruka could just make out his boyfriend nodding approvingly at him. Haruka turned his gaze back to what his hand was doing. He flicked his thumb over the tip and a soft gasp bubbled up from his throat.

Haruka began to move his hand faster, fighting the urge to thrust his hips up. Makoto's hand gripped his again-

"Makoto likes it harder," Makoto smirked, squeezing Haruka's hand around his erection.

Haruka moaned softly, keeping the tight pressure enveloping his length even after Makoto had moved his hand away.

"That's more like it," Makoto whispered. Haruka could feel his breath on his neck again and he wondered when Makoto had gotten so close.

Haruka knew he wouldn't last much longer; the sexual tension had been building up inside him for what seemed like days on end and that combined with the fact that Makoto was pressed against him as he watched him jerk off was nearly too much for him to bear. The real thing was so much better than a T-shirt.

Haruka threw his head back as he let out a strangled moan. Haruka was getting really close to his release. Makoto's hot breaths against his neck were coming faster and he could hear Makoto chuckle next to him.

"Makoto doesn't usually make that much noise."

Was Makoto really being serious? Haruka hissed loudly, biting his bottom lip. How did Makoto expect him to get through all of this without making any noise? Haruka thrust his hips up in time with his strokes, not able to keep still and quiet at the same time.

"Ngg…Makoto!" Haruka gasped. He simply couldn't keep it in, this was feeling too good to let it go by without making any noise.

Haruka felt a hand clamp over his, stopping his strokes. Haruka opened his eyes in confusion and he turned his head so he could see Makoto's emerald gems staring into his own sparkling oceanic eyes.

"Makoto doesn't moan his own name you know," Makoto said raising an eyebrow, a slight teasing smile on his beautiful face.

"Fuck!" Haruka whined as he closed his eyes. He was so close that he could nearly feel it there already and now Makoto was stopping him because he had called out Makoto's name? Haruka struggled against Makoto's hand, trying to thrust against his own but Makoto's hold was firm.

Makoto forced Haruka's hand away and looked at him expectantly.

"Well?"

Well what? Haruka knew that Makoto probably yelled his name when he was getting himself off but Haruka felt too embarrassed to say it. Haruka gave up on wriggling and he stared up at his boyfriend, who still had him restrained.

"Haruka?" the raven-haired male whispered and he felt so foolish for implying that Makoto jerked off while thinking about him.

Makoto smiled and he nodded fervently.

"Of course I think of you when I touch myself," Makoto purred and Haruka could feel a blush creep up his cheeks again. Instead of letting Haruka continue what he was doing, Makoto grabbed Haruka's member himself.

Haruka had hardly registered what happened as his body tensed up and he let the pleasure take over once more. It only took a few strokes before Haruka found his much needed release, chanting Makoto's name like a mantra.

"Oh god," Haruka gasped when he felt Makoto's hand release him. The raven-haired male opened his eyes, finding his boyfriends eyes gazing at him. Makoto pressed a warm kiss against Haruka's forehead. Haruka moaned and he clutched Makoto's shoulder as he buried his face in Makoto's chest. The olive-haired male leaned away for a moment and after a few seconds, Haruka felt something being pushed into his hand. Haruka furrowed his brows when he looked at the tissues that were neatly placed in his hand.

"Makoto cleans up after himself," Makoto laughed, pointing at the sticky mess smeared across Haruka's belly. The raven-haired male blushed ever so slightly and wiped away the mess he'd made. Haruka closed his eyes as he felt Makoto run a hand through his slightly damp hair.

"You know, Makoto can give as good as he gets," Makoto muttered, a wide smile touching his delicious lips.

Haruka looked down and only then did he notice the enormous bulge in Makoto's tight pants. Haruka smirked while his hands undid Makoto's belt.

"Does Makoto like giving head?" Haruka asked him while running his tongue along his bottom lip.

Makoto swallowed while watching Haruka's mouth with a feral expression.

"I think that Makoto will learn soon enough."

A/N: I don't have an excuse for this and I don't think I ever will have one :) Hope you enjoyed! Stay tuned for the next chapter that will be up in a few days!