He looks up from where he's been watching anime with his head on Tōkan's lap at Tōkan's face. "?"

So cute.

"I'd... like you to meet someone."

"?"

"You... don't remember Subaru, do you?"

"Nope."

"He's my best friend, at school. He came with me the night you and I met."

"Was he one of the asshole rapists?"

"No! Fuck those two. He has as far as I know never raped anyone."

"He want a prize for that?"

"That's not—" Sigh. "Focus, Inori-kun. I'd like you to meet him."

"...why?"

"...well, he's important to me, and I'd like you two to get along. And you two are the closest people to me that I am fucking."

"I'm not gonna fuck him."

"Wasn't expecting you to!"

"What's so special about this dude anyway?"

"We've... been friends for for over ten years. And he, ah, has kind of been in love with me for the majority of those years."

"Didn't you say you'd never been in love before?"

"I hadn't. I don't reciprocate his feelings."

"Oh." He turns back to the wall where Tōkan's projector is playing the anime. "Sucks to be him."

Tōkan smiles a little bit. It's only been another month since Suzume's birthday when they started officially dating and Inori's only had one short heat in this meanwhile but he's been reasonably enthusiastic about fucking outside his heats. And it's a lot easier to be more inventive without both of them under the pressure of hormones driving them crazy.

But most relevantly, Inori is extremely clingy and Tōkan is still not over that and melts a little every time he's adorable like this. Lying on his lap, saying things like that, clinging onto him in bed, such small things but they all add up to feeling very loved and even thinking about it right now is giving him butterflies again as he runs his finger through Inori's hair. He's so much less guarded like this, so much less angry, and Tōkan thinks it's maybe silly of him to not have said he's in love. He clearly is.

"Hey. Tōkan-kun."

"Yes?"

"I'm tired of watching this. Get your cock out I wanna practise sucking it some more."

Not that he's waiting for permission, he just cancels the prompt by the TV to play the next episode then turns over and starts undoing Tōkan's zipper.

Case in point.

And Tōkan's got it down bad because he's already eighty percent of the way up by the time Inori manages to free his penis from his underwear. Not fast enough for Inori, though, based on the exasperated sigh he lets out and the way he starts immediately trying to get Tōkan harder as quickly as he can.

Inori himself is entirely nude, since they were going to be in bed until sleep, but Tōkan knows that if he does that himself he's just going to get distractedly horny all the time, which somehow is not an issue for his boyfriend. But most importantly, it means he has easy access to Inori's ass and he can play with it some more while Inori "practises".