Why would I stop? (NSFW)

A/N: I intentionally mixed both characters' points of view to show their emotions and actions. I hope this isn't confusing.

The sky got darker as night fell. The drizzle drummed on the wooden roof and thunder rumbled in the distance, still creating a bit of dramatic atmosphere.

The air smelt of wet earth as two men kissed passionately on the porch. Their mouths were hungry for each other and desperate to fill the void created by being separated for two weeks.

"Can someone see us?" the slender figure beneath the taller one asked as he nervously looked around the rainy garden.

"No love, this house is rented only for us. We can enjoy the night without being disturbed," Jiro answered and parted the other's cotton robe to reveal his flat stomach, letting the refreshing air brush against his bare chest.

The tattooed man pushed his roommate's slim legs apart as the other rested on the wooden deck and admired the beauty between his lover's legs.

His aroused member was one of the most enchanting things Jiro had ever seen. Its smooth shaft shimmered in the dim light and its pretty pink head glistened invitingly.

"Every part of you is so stunning. I'm the luckiest man alive to have you," the man smiled proudly, causing Natsuo's cheeks to flush.

The man lowered himself to lick his boyfriend's inner thigh, dragging his tongue up and down, teasing him with each swipe.

A shudder rippled through Natsuo's body and his hands gripped the wooden planks beneath him. He squeezed his eyes shut, blushing intensely from the playful mouth dancing around his crotch.

When the man was about to lick his partner's soft testicles, the delicate hands quickly covered his groin. His moan of pleasure quickly turned into an embarrassed sigh as he tried to shield himself from his partner's gaze.

"Hold on..."

Jiro lifted his face, scrunching his brows worriedly.

"What is it?"

Natsuo shook his head, his face still flushed as he whispered.

"It's just... over there, you are so close..."

"Are you shy or do you want me to stop completely?"

"This is just... a bit embarrassing..." Natsuo gulped timidly.

He had been hesitant to let Jiro treat him like that, but his soothing words and caring hands had put him at ease. The experience still made him feel aroused and anxious at the same time - as much as he wanted to explore the sensation his partner wished to offer him, he was somewhat uncomfortable because of how unfamiliar it all was.

"I have something that could help you with that," the tattooed man said and disappeared briefly, only to return with something inside his fist.

Natsuo's eyes widened in surprise as he watched his partner light up a cannabis joint between his lips.

"This will help you relax if you want," the man said as he blew the fumes away from his blushing lover.

He then offered the smoke to his mate, who hesitantly accepted it and inhaled it. He coughed, trying to hold back the tears that were about to spill out, before finally breathing out. An earthy and pungent scent mingled his nose and the back of his throat, making him lightheaded almost instantly.

"Let's try again. You can keep that," Jiro said with a grin.

He carefully positioned the other's legs against his shoulders. Natsuo took another puff of the joint and squeezed his eyes shut when the man returned between his legs.

The tattooed hand grabbed the hardened part and caressed it lightly with a knowing smirk on his face. His other hand then stroked the tender sacks, causing Natsuo to moan weakly.

"Does this feel okay?" Jiro mused, his gaze full of love as he looked at the other for any signs of pleasure or discomfort.

"Tell me if it's too much. I want to learn how to satisfy you the best."

Natsuo nodded as the other man's digits kept touching his private parts, making him tremble even more.

"It is... maybe little too much..."

Jiro continued only to caress the rigid form, keeping his movements comforting. Natsuo's body quivered as his partner played with him, causing each breath to become more shallow.

The man lowered his head and let his tongue trace circles across his lover's shaft. He greedily tasted his beloved's arousal, enjoying the sweet and salty flavor, craving more with each passing second - it was as satisfying as he had imagined it would be, but he kept eyeing the other one, ready to stop if he got too uncomfortable.

Natsuo's skin glowed like a rosy blush and his eyebrows furrowed as the man paid attention to every detail of his flesh. His legs twitched as they rested against the man's broad back and his teeth bit down on the joint, nearly crushing it.

"Are you ready?"

Natsuo nodded faintly as he took weak puffs and tried to keep his shaking limbs still.

His whimpers quickly turned into quiet moans. Jiro engulfed the length deep inside his warm mouth, sucking it and swirling his tongue across it. The subtle suction caused the other's hips to arch spontaneously and the man's name spilled out of his lips.

"Ha... ah... Jiro..."

Natsuo tried to smoke more of the herb, but his arm trembled too much to hold it steady. He sucked in a breath as the man's tongue moved to the tip again, coating it with saliva before gently sucking on it. His whole body curved and he clenched his jaw, getting his counterpart even more excited to satisfy him.

The white-haired head began to bob up and down as he pleasured the teal-haired one, working with his mouth and grip.

"Ah... can you slow down... just a bit?"

Jiro immediately pulled away and looked up at the other with a concerned expression. The latter's head was turned away, his face partially hidden behind his messy hair.

"Of course," he promised with reassurance.

His tattooed hands stroked the other's slender frame, slowly and soothingly, as if trying to steady the other's shuddering figure. He hummed as he continued with only his lips, wanting to please his partner as best as he could.

Natsuo found himself thinking how good it felt to be touched by the man's mouth. He relaxed as he melted into the unexpected sensation, allowing him to experience something new.

"It... comes..." the teal-haired muttered, but the person only increased his ministrations. He almost rose to sit as he tried to push the other away before the accident happened, but the man's lips never budged.

The younger one gasped as his waist twisted and writhed, dropping the rolled blunt as he reached the highest point. The taller man took all his liquids in his mouth, swallowing every drop like it were the greatest delicacy he had ever tasted.

Natsuo stared at his former classmate shocked. Their gazes met, and the latter's tongue still formed loops around his companion's softened member's head. He smiled sweetly, his lips glistening with his beloved's fluids.

"You didn't stop... why would you continue even if..."

Jiro gave him a puzzled look.

"Why would I stop?"

"Is that... part of the protocol?"

The man let out a light chuckle.

"That was just me being selfish, wanting to taste every drop of you."

Natsuo withdrew his legs from the man, trying to collect himself as he turned away. Jiro followed and pressed the young man close to his chest.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to let me do that. I loved every second of it."

The rain had ceased, leaving the air fresh and crisp. Even the dark clouds cleared, allowing the bright moonlight to bathe them in its gentle glow.