Hayato smiled into the tender little kiss, nuzzling his face up against Ryuutaro's when he pulled away to speak. He used the opportunity to slip the yukata off, and wrap his arms around Ryuutaro's back, pressing their bodies together chest-to-chest, stomach-to-stomach. This was the contact he loved. He could feel his boyfriend's chest rise and fall as he breathed, his heartbeat, and his muscles tense and relax as he moved. It was so perfect.

But it wasn't doing anything to quell the ache in his loins. The teen bit his lip and let out a little whine, nuzzling into the crook of Ryuutaro's neck.

"Ryuutaro... I want you again..."