Lights of a secret follower

There's someone following Aki, he can feel their eyes on him every time he's outside. When he's alone or when he's surrounded by many people, the eerie feeling of eyes filled with ill intent seem to follow him. He thought about telling Levi, but Levi already carries far too many of his burdens without sharing any of his own. Haruki was definitely a big no, his older brother complex would kick in and he would tell Aki he can't leave the house alone. Aki thought of telling Hiroto, but then he saw the older boy under a pile of assignments and he felt guilty increasing the load on his shoulders.

"You seem fidgety," Hyunjin, a transfer student that Aki had only recently acquainted, says, holding a hand out for him. Still feeling a little scared of human contact if it wasn't from someone Aki knew well, Aki retracts his arm and settles for a smile. He hopes it looks real enough.

"I'm just very tired," he answers, packing his stuff up. He can see Hiroto waiting by the exit and sighs. Although he had told Hiroto he was fine, the older boy insisted that Aki would feel safer with him by his side at university. While that was true and Aki felt a lot more protected when Hiroto occasionally slipped his hand into his, reminding him that he was still there, Aki didn't want to trouble him any further. "Hiroto," he waves, plastering a smile on his face when a shiver runs down his spine. The eyes are on him again.

"Aki!" Hiroto greets him happily, his arms coming round to wrap around him. A few people passing by them spare them a short glance, but they disperse almost as quickly. "How you feeling?"

"Good," Aki says, rubbing his head into Hiroto's chest. "You?"

"I'm great," Hiroto kisses Aki's forehead, causing a blush to flourish on his face. "Was thinking we grab something to eat before watching a movie at my place?"

"Sure," Aki replies, grinning to himself when Hiroto's hand slides down to his waist. He knows they're probably being cheesy in front of other people, but Hiroto's affection towards him is deceiving and Aki's enjoying this fall into delusion.

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The sun's setting by the time they finish watching their second movie. Aki's yawning quietly as Hiroto stretches his arms up. If Aki's being honest he wants Hiroto to stop him and tell him to stay over, not just for sex but because of the lingering eyes he feels on himself. But at the same time, he doesn't want to cause Hiroto any trouble.

"Want me to drop you off?" Hiroto asks, placing a kiss on Aki's cheek. Aki ties the lace on his shoe and bits his lip.

"Yeah," he reluctantly says, averting his eyes to the ground. "Let's go."

Hiroto watches as Aki pushes himself up from the floor, his facial expression dropping and shoulders shrinking.

"Alright," Hiroto slips his arms around Aki and chuckles. "What's wrong? Why do you look so sad?"

Aki places his hands over Hiroto and gives him a side look, smiling up at him. "It's been a week, Hiroto," Aki says, rolling his hips backwards, doing the one thing he knows best to distract himself and Hiroto; seducing Hiroto into having sex with him. "I'm all backed up."

Hiroto's hands curl around his waist and his breath fans against Aki's ear. "Why didn't you just say so, hm?"

Only a second later Hiroto has Aki presses up against the door, his leg pulled up as he grinds their clothes erections together. Aki holds a hand to his mouth, holding in his moans as Hiroto clutches their bodies together. The friction is slow and hard, Aki tries to take a moment to collect himself.

"Let's go to the bed? Someone might hear us if we're this close to the door," Aki tries reasoning, placing a hand on Hiroto's chest. Hiroto glances down at the hand before chuckling, slowly peeling it off himself and holding it above Aki's head. He leans closer and licks his ear.

"Then let them hear you call out my name, hm? Don't you want people to know how good I'm doing you?" Aki's blush deepens and he holds his breath as Hiroto starts taking his clothes off. He takes his time with the jeans, fondling his ass a few times before finally throwing them aside, a small smile on his face. Aki doesn't wait for him to reach his shirt and quickly strips it off, chucking it behind Hiroto. "You know, I realised something."

Aki looks down at where Hiroto was prepping him and raises an eyebrow. "Thinking about something else right now?"

Hiroto shakes his head and sticks in a third finger, scissoring it as he makes more space for himself. "I was just thinking that I'm normally the one who does all the dirty talking, or at least try to. Why don't you give it a try for once?"

Aki leans his head back, feeling Hiroto's fingers brush against his prostate a few times, just barely causing enough stimulation. "Fine, I'll do it. Just please do this properly."

Hiroto curls his fingers and pressing right into the right place, eliciting a sweet moan out of him. "Ah, Hiroto," Aki closes his eyes and brings his hands to Hiroto's shoulder, grinding his ass down onto Hiroto's fingers. His mouth wide open as he starts moving himself, leaving Hiroto to stare at him with wonder, watching him do all the work on his own. "Right there, please right there. A bit harder."

Hiroto doesn't wait any longer before pulling his fingers out and grabbing a condom from the bag by the floor. Aki quickly stops him and kisses his lips softly. "You can do it without the condom."

"Are you sure?" Hiroto asks, his dick standing up prouder than before. Aki nods slowly and helps align Hiroto dick to his hole. "I'm clean, but I don't want you to do this just for—"

"I'm clean too, so please just put your dick in me otherwise I swear to god I'm going to fucking kill you," Aki pants out, pulling Hiroto close to him and smashes his lips onto his. Hiroto immediately wraps his hands into Aki's thighs and hoists him up, pushing his back against the door, the sound echoing in the room as he starts off on a slow pace. The squelching sound of their skin slapping against one another goes around in their room and Aki's sure Hiroto's dorm mates can probably also hear it, but all he can do is focus on the way Hiroto slides in and out of him, touching all the right places at once.

"You feel so good inside, Aki," Hiroto says, his teeth biting down on Aki's nipples, tugging at him as he fastens his pace. Aki's back hits the door harder each time as Hiroto thrusts deeper into him, the precum rubbing all over Aki's inside.

"You feel— you feel good too!" Aki tries saying but it ends up coming out as a cry. "So good inside me, filling me up all deep and well. Please keep going, don't stop!"

Hiroto grabs Aki's leg that was clutching onto his waist and holds it over his shoulder, pulling open his hole even further as he pulls Aki onto his dick. It's all so messy when Hiroto leans down to place a chaste kiss on Aki's lips, so pure and innocent that it doesn't even feel right to do such a thing during sex. But then Aki opens his mouth and let's Hiroto lick up the inside of his mouth, his tongue running around the others, sucking on it when Aki begins to moan loudly, crying when Hiroto finds his prostate with his dick. He abuses it with a smirk as Aki falls apart even further in his arms. It's so sweet to see him so broken. Hiroto wonders what was wrong with him.

Then there's a knock on the door and everything freezes. Hiroto and Aki stare into each other's eyes as another knock follows the previous one.

"Hey, Hiroto?" One of his dorm mates calls out, his voice quiet and awkward, clearly he lost the rock, paper, scissors and was forced to ask them to stop. "You okay?"

Hiroto looks down at where they were connected and Aki can practically see the lightbulb appear over his head as a crazy idea appears in his mind. "Yeah, I'm fine," he says, pulling himself out of Aki before plunging straight in, causing Aki to let out a moan as he hit his head against the door. The dorm mate outside the door clears his throat.

"Could you uh, keep it down?" He sounds so awkward that Aki feels bad for him and tries to tell Hiroto to calm down, but Hiroto had other plans.

"Sure! I'll keep it down," Hiroto lies through the smile on his face and takes Aki away from the door, cradling him between his arms. "I guess we'll definitely have to go to the bed then."

Aki wraps his arms and legs around Hiroto and he walks over to the bed, his dick sliding in and out with every step. "Stop, please stop. Pull out for now—it's too much!"

"We're almost there," Hiroto exclaims, taking a smaller step when Aki bites down on his shoulder, whining into his skin. "So impatient."

"You're the impatient one!" Aki cries out, his hands drop down to the side of his head when Hiroto lies him onto the bed. "Now come on," he says, holding his legs up by grabbing the back of his knees. He pulls himself up and shows Hiroto as his hole twitches, slick and precum dripping down from it as Hiroto's dick pulses with every second. "Fuck me up real good."

With that, Hiroto grabs the back of the bed and thrusts forwards, his hips hitting against the cheeks of Aki's ass. He's practically balls deep with every thrust, grunts escaping his own mouth as Aki's arms struggle to hold his legs apart. Hiroto's bed creaks with every movement, rocking back and forth as Hiroto grabs Aki's hips instead. There are bruises forming where his fingers and grabbing him, and Aki can already tell he's gonna enjoy looking at them in the morning.

"Shit," Hiroto hovers over Aki. "My knots building up."

Aki looks at him with dazed eyes and a smile. "Then knot me well, Hiroto. Put it right here," Aki says, mindlessly placing his hand on his stomach where a small bump had appeared."

Scrunching his eyes up, Hiroto finds himself cumming at the words. Aki feels warmth flood his insides, a pure feeling of bliss as Hiroto cum fills him up to the brim. But then he feels the swell of Hiroto's knot press against his rim, pushing past it and shoving itself into Aki. He gasps and clutches onto Hiroto's arms, panting quickly as Hiroto's knot reaches the deepest it could and settles there, stimulating Aki enough to cum. Hiroto catches his cum with his hand and smiles up at Aki, slowly wiping it off with a tissue.

"I'm sorry, I don't normally just knot randomly," Hiroto tries to explain himself, awkwardly holding himself above Aki.

"It's okay," Aki whispers, dragging Hiroto down to lie on top of him. They're both sweaty and their fluids are mixing with one another, but Aki's tired and he's slowly remembering the person waiting for him outside the building. He kisses Hiroto's cheek and smiles. "It feels good anyways."

A grunt comes out of Hiroto and Aki feels something twitch inside him. A laugh leaves his lips as he pulls Hiroto closer. "We can go again, if you want."