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Okay.

[It's an easy agreement as Rei sinks further into him, his own hand reaching to caress Rin's face. Like before, in bed, he doesn't want to listen to sensible, rational Rei. He wants to lay here and cuddle with Rin for as long as they can.

He hums almost sleepily into Rin's chest.]

We still can. If you want to. My parents left some money in case I needed something.

Hmmm, very tempting...

[Rin just welcomes him into his arms and chest, breathes in the smell of his hair. It's not about the money - he didn't come here to mooch off his boyfriend for the weekend, anyway - but Rin really does think there's something appealing about cooking together, then eating a meal they both put a lot of love into. He half wonders what Rei would think, if he were to share those thoughts.

In the end, he gives Rei a squeeze, fond and affectionate, before voicing his decision.]

C'mon, let's get started. We can cuddle as we eat later, if you really can't keep your hands off of me.

[Rei gives a huff that sounds like a laugh, rolling off Rin and sitting up.]

Don't say that like you're not equally as guilty.

[He knocks a few pieces of popcorn out of his hair, then starts laughing openly.]

Your hair is full of popcorn - here.

[He reaches out to comb it out of Rin's long hair, still giggling.]

[Rin allows him to brush off popcorn off his hair without protest, and decides to return the favor in kind, fingers diving into blue and seeking out any kernels that may have gotten tangled along the way; Rei's hair is much shorter, though, so this is more like an excuse to keep his hands on him, let them trail down to his temples, his cheeks, spend a little longer drawing circles with the pad of his thumb...

Rei is right; he is equally guilty. And judging from his smile, he's not ashamed to own up to it, not when it's just the two of them.

So he leans forward, presses that smile up against Rei's lips, until his giggles subside, drowned out by little wet noises and a wistful hum every time he tries, unsuccessful, to pull away. When he does finally manage to break away - from the kiss, if not so much from that lasting spell - he's sporting a sheepish grin, and before Rei can bring up his point about how Rin can't keep to himself, he preemptively offers his comeback:]

That wasn't my hand.

[Rei doesn't fight the kissing in the least, eagerly giving back as good as he gets. He might have been guilty of pulling Rin back in when he tried to move away a few times himself, not quite ready to let go.

But then they do let go, and at Rin's preemptive retort he huffs a laugh.]

I stand corrected - you can't keep any part of your body off me.

[Was that innuendo? Maybe. But Rei lets that lie where it is as he reluctantly stands up, not letting go of Rin's hands as he rises. Rin doesn't need his help to stand, but Rei doesn't want to lose contact.]

Come on. I am starting to get hungry, and regular meals are important for our health, as athletes.

[As if Rin needs to know that. But as he waits for Rin to get to his own feet, he can't help but slip away from logic and back toward sentimentality again.]

I love you.

[And he can say it whenever he wants. That, he's sure, is very beautiful.]

[Rin narrows his eyes at that innuendo, quietly reprimanding Rei for throwing that around when they're still trying to get up and get dinner out of the way-- doesn't he know that kind of behavior just invites more trouble? But then he's up, and Rin is up, and it looks like they're finally going to quit goofing around for the time being and get down to business.

That is, at least until Rei slips right back into sappy territory, not that Rin can blame him for it.]

I love you, too. [He smiles, places one last kiss on the back of Rei's hand before letting go. It's a shame, really, and he already misses Rei's warmth and touch, but they can't get any work done unless they detach themselves from each other.]

All right! Time to get this started! [He claps his hands together and gives his head a quick shake, anything to snap out of this mushy trance.] I'll clean this up while you sort out stuff in the kitchen, right?

Yes, that sounds agreeable.

[Rei misses Rin's touch immediately as well, but he does the responsible thing and refrains from reaching for him again. It's just for a little bit, until they've eaten their food and can curl up together - he can last that long without Rin attached at his hip.

He heads into the kitchen, stretching a little to shake out the kinks from laying with Rin in the floor. The ingredients he pulled out a few minutes ago are still waiting, and he busies himself getting them ready to put in a pot together.]

Once I get this started I'll come help you.

[His first reaction is to roll his eyes at the offer-- kind, and generous, and very Rei-like, still, like you'd expect from a prim and proper host, the type he prides himself in being. But given their earlier behavior and that nagging reluctance to part, Rin can see eight through Rei's show of courtesy, seeing deep into his ulterior motives.

Lucky for Rei, Rin just might happen to find them very agreeable, as well.]

Heh. Not if I finish first.

[Is this a race, or a trick to finally get the boring job out of the way faster? Either way, Rin rushes off to his task, bowl in one arm to collect every kernel he picks up off the floor with impressive speed-- because he's in a hurry, and maybe because he's a bit of a neat freak, himself.]

[Rei can't help but giggle a little at his enthusiasm.]

Is this a race now?

[Not that he intends to move too fast with the ingredients (burning himself with boiling water would ruin the mood quite a bit), but he can kid. He carefully divides his attention between his cooking and watching his boyfriend clean, and he feels a weird yearning rise in his chest. Like Rin was thinking, this feels so domestic, and Rei is realizing he doesn't mind it in one bit.

He doesn't say anything more, instead content to just watch Rin and focus on cooking, a big, radiantly happy smile on his face. If he can ever be any happier than this moment, he might just die.]

If you think this is a race, you should've seen me as a kid when I was on cleaning duty at school...!

[It's true, this barely counts as enthusiastic when compared to that overly energetic Rin who would fence his best friend with brooms in place of swords instead of actually sweeping-- the same Rin who, as a result of his playful antics, would spend an hour or two longer than necessary just because he'd gotten carried away. But Rin has already stalled for much longer than he's possibly allowed in one day, so he's going to focus 110% on the task at hand this time, no more distractions!

Once he's done and the bowl of popcorn is properly placed on the counter, he goes for a quick wash of his hands on the sink and quickly scans Rei's preparations. What had they agreed that Rin would help with, again...?

Well. Until he can remember, he's just going to wrap his arms around Rei's waist and prop his chin on his shoulder, watching in silence as his boyfriend does his job. Maybe with a little kiss on his neck, too.]

[Rei gives a happy little hum at the kiss, not doing anything to move Rin away. He doesn't remember what he told Rin to do, either, and he doesn't care to find something for him now. Really, he's just being a good host!

Once the pot is on the stove and simmering, Rei moves them back just a bit and then wiggles around in Rin's arms, like he had what seems like much earlier, before they put all their feelings out in the open. He doesn't stop until he's facing Rin, giving him a light peck on the lips.]

A watched pot never boils.

[That means he should kiss his boyfriend instead of watching their dinner, right? Right. Rei simply can't argue with that kind of logic. It's only practical, after all.]

[The minute Rei's lips are on his, even briefly, Rin flashes him that toothy, almost predatory grin; he had stayed put throughout most of the prep, and though he hadn't really helped like originally planned (he never remembered what he should be doing, and Rei never reminded him, either), at least the job got done this time. Clearly he deserves a reward for being such a well behaved guest, he thinks.]

If you're looking for a distraction-- [A kiss, then another, words crammed in between them.] --I could gladly come up with a thing or two to keep us entertained...

[And before Rei even has a chance to answer, he swoops in for the kill again, lips demanding more from his boyfriends's than just chaste little pecks. They're going to get way too distracted.]

[It would really be a shame if they burned the food Rei worked so hard to prepare, but Rei isn't thinking about that as much as he should be when Rin kisses him so passionately. He reaches up and buries his fingers in Rin's hair, not tugging, though his fingers do get tangled in the strands. He opens his mouth and starts searching with his tongue, pressing his body as flush against Rin's as he can without pushing them both in the floor.

He really needs to stop this and be responsible, but for once in his life he doesn't want to spend so much time worrying. For once in his life he wants to act carefree and focus on the things he craves and not the things he needs.

Luckily, it seems Rin is willing to help him with that. He doesn't reply to Rin's comment verbally, but his reaction should be answer enough.]

[Rin isn't sure what's taken over him today; while he is normally passionate and intense by nature, he doesn't remember a time when he's been this drawn to something, like he absolutely needs to touch and feel and kiss and breathe in everything that is Rei just to keep himself alive. But he doesn't remember a time when he's been truly in love before, either.

So he gives in to his whims, and his gives his all into the kiss. The floor isn't an option, but there's a counter in the kitchen, and that will be enough support if he can get his way and push Rei towards that, hips grinding, lips never parting. His hands are on Rei again, gripping, possessive, slipping under fabric and running up the warm skin of his sides and back, leaving little marks that stand no real match against his bites. He craves for more.

When he finally pulls away, it's only so he can switch targets, latch on to Rei's Adam's apple and his jaw and his earlobes, more teeth than lips. Stationed on the very crook of his neck, Rin takes in a deep breath, and what leaves his lungs in return is a sigh, content and lazy and completely smitten.]

Dinner is served.

[But does he mean the wonderful smell rising from Rei's cooking or from Rei himself? It's hard to tell.]

[Rei lets himself be pushed up against the counter, devours Rin's kisses with equal fervor, and can't hold back moans as Rin moves to his neck, gripping his arms. He uses the counter as support as the grinds back against Rin, pulling on him to keep him as close as possible. He only lets go for a second to pull his shirt off, letting it fall in the floor, before he's on Rin again.

He doesn't know what's come over him, but his head is full of white noise. He forgets about the food on the stove, focusing on Rin instead, pressing his bare chest against Rin's shirt and moaning even more into his kisses and bites.]

Please, Rin.

[Please keep kissing and biting. Please keep up this attention. Please let him give into his desires.

...Maybe please make sure their dinner doesn't burn, because suddenly Rei cares more about how horny he is than the food he was cooking.]

[Dinner isn't exactly forefront in his mind, especially not when Rei so willingly takes off his own shirt like that. Right then, Rin is just taken with the sight, all hungry eyes and eager mouth, fingers unabashedly feeling warm skin he'd just seen not too long ago, like it hadn't been enough to sate him-- and, in fact, it hadn't. It would never be enough.]

Begging already? [A minor tease, but he doesn't even feel like dragging it out longer than that. Instead, he's back on Rei, back to the kissing and biting and grinding, and maybe his hands stray lower, down Rei's waist and hips, reaching underneath his pants and grabbing his ass. Normally, he wouldn't be so forward, but given the circumstances and how often they've been through this same old song and dance this evening, Rei should consider himself lucky he's not being stripped naked right there and then.

Alas, his cooking might not share as fortunate a fate. Is the pot maybe boiling a little hotter than their needs? With some luck, Rin will remember to turn it off before they really get busy. Maybe.]

[Their poor dinner. It's fine for now, but if something isn't done before too long...

Rei doesn't answer Rin's taunts verbally, only bucking his hips a bit and turning his attention to the crook of Rin's neck to encourage him. He doesn't care that he just begged, or that what they're doing is inappropriate, haphazard, and not particularly romantic. And he doesn't fear Rin's reaction - if he's going to judge him over this, they shouldn't be exchanging their "I love you"s.

(He might be a little embarrassed later. But he's not thinking that far ahead.)

After a few seconds of kissing and sucking at Rin's neck, he looks up, face flushed and eyes a bit glassy.]

This isn't fair. Take your shirt off, too.

[Said as he gives the fabric a tug.]

[ Rin is definitely not the type to judge, especially not today, not when they've finally had the chance to let their feelings out, give them voice and shape like never before. The teasing is just a part of what they've always been, a small part of the strong connection binding them together.

And so is the huge, unusually toothy grin Rin offers him upon that eager demand-- one that he gladly complies with, shirt carelessly flung across the room. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he even wonders if he should bother with putting it back on once they were done, but for now-- ]

That's all you're getting for free, you know. [ He leans over, close enough that it looks like he's going in for the kill, but for once he's taking this chance to responsible and turn off the stove top first. ] If you want anything else out of the way, you're gonna have to work for it.

[ And just like that, he swoops in to close that gap, hands grabbing on to Rei's ass, mouth and teeth hungry for more. ]

[Rei kisses him for a solid minute, hands exploring all over the muscles on his back before coming to squeeze his ass back. Tingles are running up his spine from Rin's touches, but his words are still bouncing around in Rei's skull.

He has to work for it, huh?

He pulls back from the kisses, and pushes Rin back a little, though not to get him away. It's only to give some space between the counter and Rin himself - enough to lower himself to his knees.

He hooks his fingers in the waistband of Rin's sweatpants and tugs them down without any hesitation. He stares at Rin's now exposed dick hungrily, even licking his lips quickly, but he doesn't put his lips around it yet. Instead, he just moves close, his breath ghosting against Rin's skin, while he looks up at his boyfriend through his eyelashes.]

[ Oh. Oh, this is new.

Under different circumstances, this might have been almost out of character for Rei to do-- not because he doesn't take the initiative, but because he might go on a tirade about doing something so scandalous in the sanctity of the kitchen. Maybe it's the general mood today, or maybe it's because they haven't really been able to keep their hands off each other since they first left the room, but whatever caused this, Rin is not complaining.

His hand darts out to slide Rei's glasses off his face, lays them down on the counter with as much care as he can muster when his boyfriend's lips are so dangerously close to his cock. Next, his fingers are venturing into a familiar map of blue, blunt end of his nails massaging Rei's scalp and maybe tugging at his hair, gentle and encouraging, a stark contrast to the smirk taking over his features; this is more lewd, more self-assured in the knowledge that Rei wants him this badly.

He doesn't say anything, though, opting for letting his hips do the talking; one roll of his body, then another, subtle, still, but daring enough to see purchase, the warmth of Rei's skin on his. His boyfriend seems to have taken this as a challenge, and as far as Rin is concerned, his work is really about to pay off. ]

[That's all the permission Rei needs; he takes Rin's cock into his mouth, like he's done many times before, but no less exciting than it was the fist time. It's true that doing something like this in the kitchen is highly unlike him, but he's decided not to care, just for this weekend.

Rin better enjoy it because it will be the last time Rei does something this inappropriate - well, for awhile, anyway.

He sucks Rin's dick with a rhythm familiar to him, hands gripping at Rin's hips. He sometimes feels embarrassed when he thinks about how much he loves doing things like this for Rin, just loves having sex with Rin in general, but not this weekend. There's no embarrassment or trepidation to be felt here, only love and pleasure, and he's more than happy to do his part.

And he'll be sure to disinfect the kitchen really good before his parents come home.]

[ If it's permission Rei wants, then by all means, he's got a free(!) pass for the rest of his life, no need to ask. And Rin intends to let him know as much, the only way he knows best: through actions.

The hands tangled in blue tighten their grip and maybe tug at the strings, not hard enough to hurt, but guiding his moves, just a gentle incentive that isn't really necessary - because Rei is a quick learner and knows what he likes - but done out of instinct, an effort to fully maximize the thrill of this singular moment that is not likely to repeat itself so soon. ]

Rei... [ The name rolls off his tongue as though lathered in honey, easy and sweet, yet peppered with wanton need-- and he'll make a mental note to apologize later, for how his hips move on their own accord, with barely any restraint, seeking, demanding more attention. Hopefully, Rei will understand; there's just no holding back today. ]

[Rei takes the movement of Rin's hips in stride, giving Rin exactly what he wants. He's done this so many times, and indeed has learned quickly, always trying to keep in mind exactly how Rin likes it. Rei has a drive to be outstanding at everything he does, and this is hardly an exception.

The way Rin says his name sends fire running through Rei's nerves. He loves the way it sounds, like Rin needs him more than anything else in the world, like Rei could replace food and water and even air. It gets him so worked up he wants to reach down and pleasure himself along with Rin, but Rin must come first - and he's hoping for repayment for all his hard work in the end, anyway.

His hands wander from Rin's hips to his ass, squeezing and rubbing in time with each suck. As Rin's hips rock, he rocks back on the balls of his feet with him, and it's only his track training that keeps him from falling over, perfectly balanced. He moans, all the noise he can make right now, looking up at Rin's face when he can through his lashes. There are a lot of looks that are good on Rin, and coming completely undone is one of them.]

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