A Comforting Chorus of Kisses (M!MaizonoXKuwata)

	He knocked –three short raps with the back of his hand- and exhaled slowly. He rechecked his mental list for the third time, tapping the pocket containing the crumpled note which had slipped under his door, and rocked back on his heels. Leon Kuwata was something of a stranger to nerves; his talent allowed him to perform in front of huge audiences with little to no practice. Even the groupies and the fangirls barely bothered him. But this… well, this was different. This was new.
	The door began to creak open, so he unsuccessfully forced a confident smile onto his face, leaning in what he hoped was a nonchalant manner against the door frame. He opened his mouth to say the witty line he’d rehearsed for the past thirty minutes but the roar of his heartbeat drowned it out. They were right there in front of him. This was actually really happening. He swallowed and stammered “Hey, Maizono! So, uh… I got your note…” He knew he’d be smacking his head against a wall for that later, but for now he had to smile and try not to stare.
	“Thanks for coming, Leon.” Maizono smiled, knocking Leon’s heart rate up a few more beats. God dammit, why was he so cute? Slightly below average height, a slender yet athletic body and a face stuck firmly in the perfect median of handsome and pretty; it was little to no wonder he was the Ultimate Idol. He stood aside, still smiling, and ushered Leon into the sparsely decorated dorm; identical in all ways to the one Leon himself had been given. Leon mumbled an apology as he brushed past the Idol; he even smelled cute! Like strawberries, with an undercurrent that could only be described as warm. Leon could feel himself starting to sweat; he removed his jacket and ‘absentmindedly’ tossed it onto the bed, sitting himself on the edge. “Hey, it’s no problem.” He smiled back at Maizono. “We gotta stick together, after all.”
	“Yeah…” Maizono sat himself down beside Leon, a mere inch apart. “This whole thing is just… horrible.” He sighed, hands playing with one another in his lap. “I just… didn’t want to risk spending the night alone, you know?”
	“Y-yeah, I get you.” Leon swallowed, pushing the unwanted imagery from his head. Well, maybe a little wanted. “But why me? I thought you and Naegi were classmates?”
	“We were, but…” Maizono shrugged. “I don’t know. I just get a really… unlucky vibe from them. Besides…” He leant into Leon, resting his head on the Baseball Star’s shoulder. “I feel safe around you.”
	“R-really?” Leon’s voice cracked as he felt the heat rushing to his face. He coughed, failing to clear the growing lump in his throat, and brought his arm around the Idol’s shoulders in what he hoped was a comforting manner. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe!” He smiled, flexing his free arm and making a mental note to lift more often. Maizono chuckled, snuggling further into the crook of Leon’s neck and slowly running a hand up his thigh. Leon’s heart was beating wildly, the sound of blood pounding in his ears growing louder and louder as he felt Maizono’s own heart race. He turned to the Idol, breath catching as their eyes met. His eyes flickered between Maizono’s lips and his eyes as both grew closer and closer until his vision was filled with the face that haunted and tempted him in his dreams.
	The first kiss was short, nervous and experimental. The second was longer; a passionate affair with closed eyes and tentative tongues. The third ended with Leon upon his back and Maizono pressed against him, his shirt discarded and Leon’s pulled up enough to allow their searing skins to meet. Their hands roamed across toned muscles and soft skin, occasionally pausing to tug at a belt or to clumsily unbutton. Jeans and boxers vanished in minutes as the pair ground together, their chorus of kisses broken by gasps and moans as newly exposed flesh was groped. Beads of glistening pre mingled between their stomachs as their needy cocks rubbed and pressed into each other; the feel of the other’s burning desire driving both of them insane. Leon’s trembling hand took hold of both throbbing shafts, slowly pumping along the smooth skin as Maizono peppered his neck with kisses. He groaned and ground upwards; smearing their shafts with the slick mix of precum.
	Maizono broke away, panting steadily. “S-stay there.” He said, making his way to the desk whilst Leon propped himself upon his elbows and admired the cute arse from afar. The Idol turned back toward him, a little smirk on his face as he presented the bottle of clear, viscous liquid; no doubt a ‘prize’ from the little shop. “I-I, uh…” Leon began as Maizono knelt beside the bed; head at crotch height. “I’ve never done anything like thi- oh fuck…” He groaned as the Idol’s tongue slowly worked its way up the underside of his shaft, flicking along the head before repeating itself just as slowly. The Baseball Star shivered as he felt Maizono’s fingers, coated in cold lubricant, run circles around his puckered hole. The blue-haired boy’s tongue lavished both sack and shaft with slow licking and short flickers as his slender finger pushed slowly further and further inside Leon’s shaking body. Maizono smiled as he felt Leon tense about his digit, slowly rubbing the sensitive spot as his lips wrapped about the pre-cum soaked tip of Leon’s cock; his tongue swirling gently to lap up the desire oozing out. The Idol locked eyes with the Baseball Star as he descended down the throbbing cock, bobbing his head until his lips kissed the tuft of orange hair at its hilt. A second finger joined the first, burying itself knuckle deep in Leon as he bit his lip and willed himself not to cum from the onslaught of new and wonderful sensations.
	The Idol pulled himself from Leon’s cock with a wet pop, letting a string of saliva hang between the tip and his tongue. With his spare hand he slathered his own member with a thick layer of lube, smiling down at his whimpering lover. He took hold of the Baseball Star’s hips, pressing the tip of his cock against the tight hole. Leon opened his mouth to say something –an objection, perhaps?- but was swiftly silenced by Maizono’s lips pressing against his. The Idol pressed firmly and slowly, gently stretching Leon to his limit and waiting there as the shivering mess below him adapted to the intruding member. Slowly, agonizingly he slid himself further and further inside the tight passage, whispering gentle words of encouragement to Leon as he moaned and tensed with each inch. Finally, Maizono felt his hips press against Leon’s thighs. He nibbled along his lover’s ear, lightly tugging at the piercings with his teeth, before allowing himself to begin thrusting.
	Leon’s face contorted with pleasure and his hands scrambled to find something to hold onto; the sheets, Maizono’s body… anything they could reach that could anchor him down as waves of heat pulsed from the base of his cock. The pain of taking the Idol inside him vanished amidst a sea of sensation: their moans and gasps mixing into a melody, punctuated by the erotic slap of flesh meeting flesh; the overpowering smell of sex and sweat; the taste of his own pre on Maizono’s lips and tongue. But most of all the feeling of fullness and the pressure building inside him as the Idol fucked his arse with wild abandon. He bucked and moaned and ground his hips and begged for more and more, screaming as hot flesh rubbed against his sensitive spots until finally the dam broke; his eyes rolled upwards as the pulses ran along his cock and thick ropes of cum splattered across his stomach and chest. More pulses rocketed up his shaft as he clenched and tightened himself around the Idol’s cock; with a scream Maizono thrust himself as deep into Leon as he could, letting the Baseball Star’s orgasm milk his cock dry.
	The two of them lay together, breath shallow and bodies slick with sweat and cum. Slowly the Idol withdrew his cock, laying himself beside a thoroughly satisfied and exhausted Leon. They curled up together upon the sweat-soaked sheets with one last kiss, before slipping into a contented sleep; the fingers of one hand intertwined with their lover’s.