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“I think… I think I want to tell more people.” Sakura said quietly as he lay next to Kaji on his futon. They had been cuddling for the past hour or so, just enjoying each others’ company in the quiet of his bedroom. The wind whistled outside and moved his wind chimes, creating a soft tinging noise.
“Yeah? Like who?” Kaji asked into his hair, his hands rubbing up and down the expanse of his back. They were both clad in hoodies and sweats, the weather having gotten colder as of late.
“Well…I was thinking that you could tell your vice-captains, if you want. I know how close you are to them.” He paused, before adding. “And… I wanna tell Umemiya, too. And Tsubaki… maybe even Hiragi.” Kaji hummed in response before nodding.
“I think that’s a great idea. You know they wouldn’t care, either. Especially not Tsubaki- he’ll probably be excited, even.” Kaji chuckled, and Sakura smiled into his chest.
“Yeah, I’m not worried about him. It’s Umemiya and Hiragi I’m worried about. But… They're both really important to me. I want them to know.”
“Have you told Kiryu and Tsugeura yet? What about Kotoha?”
Sakura nodded against him. “Yeah, I told Kiryu and Tsugeura. Tsugeura didn’t really get it, but he said he supported me anyway. Kiryu apologized for always using chan when speaking to me, but I told him I didn’t mind.”
“And Kotoha?”
“… I haven’t told her yet. I think I’m so nervous to tell her because… she was my first friend here. I don’t want to lose her.”
“You won’t.” Kaji cupped his face in his hands, forcing him to look up at him. “Kotoha isn’t like that- she’ll support you no matter what.”
Sakura looked away, but nodded reluctantly. “Yeah, you’re probably right…”
“I am right.” Kaji smiled, and Sakura gave a small smile in return.
“Ok, I’ve decided. I’m gonna ask them to meet me at Pothos on Friday, and I’ll tell them then.”
“Do you want me to come with you?” Kaji asked, his tone gentle.
“… would you?”
“Of course.” Kaji pulled him tighter against his body, and Sakura gripped his hoodie tightly. They squeezed at each other, trying to get as close as physically possible. Sakura sighed contentedly, and he began to drift off in Kaji’s arms.
“What the hell is this?!” Kaji yelled, looking into a paper bag Enomoto had handed to him. Enomoto just laughed, Kusumi letting out little ‘fu’s beside him. They were seated around the floor of his bedroom, having decided to hang out after patrols.
“It was given to me as a gag gift last Christmas, and when I came across it I thought, ‘Hey, Kaji would love this!’”
“I do not love this!” Kaji growled. Enomoto reached into the bag, pulling out a large bottle of chocolate flavored lube. Kaji mentally gagged at the thought- there was no way that tasted good. “Besides, we don’t even use lube-“ Kaji stopped in his tracks, realizing he just let something major slip. Sakura said it was fine though, right? He sighed when Enomoto looked at him with wide eyes.
“Eh?! Are you trying to kill him?!”
“N-no! We just, we don’t really need it…” Enomoto was beyond confused at this point, and even Kusumi chimed in, holding his phone screen up for Kaji to see.
‘Does it not hurt him?’
“No, not really… Sakura, um… he…”
“Do we even wanna know?” Enomoto muttered.
“He’s trans.” Kaji said firmly, stealing his resolve. He wasn’t ashamed of his partner- quite the opposite. So if Sakura gave him the go ahead, he should tell his vice-captains with confidence. He loved Sakura, and nothing was going to change that.
Enomoto and Kusumi looked at each other with surprise. “Trans… like, transgender? Like, he used to be a she?” Kaji cringed at the wording, but ultimately nodded. He realized with silent horror that he must’ve sounded the same way when he first found out about Sakura, and he made a mental note to apologize to him later. “Then… does he have a vag-“
“Shut it!” Kaji snapped, becoming a little enraged. Kusumi lightly hit Enomoto on the shoulder, shaking his head. “He doesn’t like that word, so don’t say it. But… yeah, he does.”
“Shit, my bad…” Enomoto mumbled, and Kaji sighed, telling him it was fine. “It doesn’t really matter, anyway. He’s still one hell of a fighter.” Kusumi nodded enthusiastically.
“Yeah, he is.” Kaji smiled to himself.
“Well, since you won’t be needing this…” Enomoto took the bag from Kaji, dropping the lube back inside. “I’ll use it for this year’s white elephant!” Kaji rolled his eyes, but he was still smiling as Enomoto schemed. He was really grateful for his vice-captains, not just for supporting him, but for supporting Sakura, as well. Kaji’s parents came home a little later, and they all sat down for dinner together before parting ways.
“Oh Sakura-chan~ I have something for you.” Kiryu said cheerfully, and Sakura growled.
“I don’t like your tone…” He grumbled, and Kiryu handed him a small black box. Sakura opened it hesitantly, and his face turned impossibly red at the sight of a bright red sex toy. He closed the box quickly, slamming it against the desk. “What the hell is your problem?! Where did you even get this?!”
“That’s not important, Sakura-chan. I thought you might enjoy using it with Kaji-chan.” He smiled, amused, and Sakura yelled at him.
“S-stay out of our sex life!” Suo and Nirei made their way over to them at the commotion, and Suo picked up the box with curiosity. “No, wait-!”
“Oh my, Kiryu-kun, what a thoughtful gift!” He chucked, a little sinister. Nirei stared at the toy in confusion. It was in the shape of a rose with a small hole in the center. He couldn’t understand how it was supposed to be pleasurable.
Kiryu took notice, and he took the box from Suo. “It’s called a rose toy. It’s for clitoral stimulation.” Nirei let out a small ‘oh’, blushing. Sakura groaned, slamming his head on the desk.
“I hate you… all of you…” he grumbled.
“E-eh?! What did I do?!” Nirei cried.
“You enable them!” Nirei gasped, shaking Sakura’s shoulders and trying to convince him it wasn’t true. Kiryu and Suo just laughed, and Kiryu silently slipped the box into Sakura’s jacket pocket.
After a hectic (and very embarrassing) week for both Kaji and Sakura, the two met up at Pothos before the others had gotten there. Sakura had sent a text to Umemiya, asking if he could bring Tsubaki and Hiragi with him to Pothos so they could talk. Umemiya agreed enthusiastically, promising to meet him after school.
“Oh, it’s you two. Umemiya told me you were coming by.” Kotoha smiled from behind the counter. Kaji waved, sucking on a lollipop as he entered the cafe with Sakura behind him. Sakura didn’t look at Kotoha, and she became confused instantly. “Sakura?” She called. “Are you ok?”
“Y-yeah, ‘m fine…” He mumbled, sitting down at a table with Kaji taking a seat beside him. Kotoha came over to them with a little notepad to take their order, but Sakura shook his head. “Not hungry.”
“Eh? But you’re always hungry… what is up?” She asked, a little irritated but mostly concerned for her friend.
“Kotoha, could you sit with us?” Kaji asked, taking the lollipop out of his mouth.
“Huh? Sure…” She looked at him curiously, sliding into a chair in front of Sakura. Before she could speak, though, the cafe doors flew open.
“Ko-to-ha~!” Umemiya yelled, beaming brightly. He faltered though, when he sensed the tension coming from the back table where Sakura, Kaji and Kotoha were seated. “Eh? What’s going on?” He was instantly worried, making his way over to sit next to Kotoha. Tsubaki and Hiragi followed behind him, Tsubaki taking a seat next to Umemiya, and Hiragi sitting next to Kaji.
“Kaji? I didn’t realize you were going to be here.” Hiragi stated, and Kaji nodded.
“Sakura asked me to come. He has something to tell you guys.”
“What’s wrong, Sakura?” Tsubaki asked gently, reaching across the table to take his hands. Sakura took his hands tentatively, looking away from the eyes boring into him.
“Sakura,” Umemiya smiled gently, and Sakura turned to look him in the eye. “Whatever it is, it’s ok. We’re here for you.”
Sakura took a deep breath. “I… I don’t really know where to start. I just… I’ve been… keeping something from you guys. Kaji was the first to find out, even though it was by accident. And I guess, he made me realize… that I shouldn’t hide myself anymore. It’s weird, having people care about me, and I was scared of losing that. But… I’m not scared anymore.” He smiled, looking at each person at the table. Kotoha, Umemiya, Tsubaki, Hiragi… and finally, Kaji, who was smiling warmly at him. He closed his eyes, took another deep breath, and opened his eyes to look at Umemiya.
“I’m… I’m transgender.”
Kotoha gasped, moving a hand to her mouth. Umemiya and Hiragi’s eyes widened, and they looked at each other for a moment before turning their attention back to Sakura. Tsubaki’s hands squeezed his tightly, and he smiled so, so fondly at him. He was the first to speak, his voice coming out a little wobbly as tears pricked at his eyes.
“Oh, Sakura!” He breathed. “I’m so, so, so proud of you! My sweet kouhai, you’re so brave for telling us that! We support you, no matter what!” Hiragi huffed, nodding as he crossed his arms.
“What Tsubaki said. You’ve got our support, kid.”
“Sakura,” Umemiya began next. “We would never in a million years stop caring about you. Nobody would- we all love you, all of us at Bofurin. You don’t need my support, but if you want it, you have it. I’m proud of you for telling us.” He smiled, and Sakura smiled shyly in return, before turning to Kotoha.
“You…” she muttered, her head hung low so Sakura couldn’t see her eyes. His heart sank- was she going to leave him after all? “You dumbass!” She snapped, shocking everyone at the table. “You had me all worked up, worrying about you for no reason!” Sakura stared at her in surprise as she fumed.
“You mean… you don’t mind?”
“Of course not, do you really think I’d be so shallow?!” She yelled. “Ugh, seriously, Sakura. You’re really hopeless sometimes…” She huffed, before looking up at Sakura, and faced him with a warm smile. “…but that’s what I love about you. So yeah, of course I support you. Duh.” Everyone laughed at that, and Sakura himself couldn’t help but giggle in relief. All of a sudden, the laughter stopped, and he became aware of a wetness streaking his cheeks.
“H-huh? This is…” he reached up to touch his left cheek, feeling tears stream down his face.
“Sakura? What’s wrong?” Kaji asked, reaching a hand up to wipe the tears from his eyes.
“Nothing’s wrong, I’m just… so relieved…” he sighed, and Kaji’s shoulders relaxed. Kotoha handed him some napkins and he dabbed at his eyes, Kaji rubbing his back comfortingly. Tsubaki stared at the two of them for a moment, before his eyes widened.
“Are you two dating?”
All eyes went wide at the suggestion, and Sakura and Kaji’s faces turned bright red. “U-um…” Kaji stuttered, and Hiragi slammed his hands down on the table.
“Are you kiddin’ me?! You’re too young! No dating ‘till you’re in college!”
“Wh-what the hell kinda rule is that?!” Kaji yelled, and Hiragi popped a few gas-kun 10s.
“Wow, I would’ve never expected this out of you two. Congratulations, you have my blessing!” Umemiya cheered, and Sakura sputtered.
“Y-y-your blessing?!”
“You two are sooooo cute together!” Tsubaki squealed, balling his hands up under his chin.
Kotoha scoffed, rolling her eyes before smiling at Sakura. “Congrats, you two.”
“Th-thanks…” Sakura and Kaji said in unison, clearly embarrassed with all the attention. Kotoha stood at one point to go back to the kitchen, but not before getting everyone’s orders. The group chatted amongst themselves- everything from Kaji and Sakura’s relationship to Hiragi’s stomach issues and Tsubaki’s major crush on Umemiya. The cafe was filled with the smell of good food and the sound of laughter for the remainder of the evening.
At the end of the night, the group parted ways, smiling and waving at each other as they left. Once they were a good distance away, Kaji reached out to grab Sakura’s hand, and they walked all the way back to his apartment.
Sakura flopped face first onto his futon, startling Kaji as he began removing his jacket. “You good?” He asked.
“Just… relieved…” Sakura let out a long, drawn out sigh.
“I’m glad.” Kaji smiled, removing his belt and pants next. “Come on, you needa undress. You’ll get your futon all dirty.” Sakura grumbled into the comforter, not moving an inch. Kaji chucked, folding his clothes up and depositing them onto the ground a bit away. Something caught Kaji’s eye though, and he made his way over to a small black box that was sitting discarded in the corner of the room.
“Hm?” He mumbled, pulling the lid off the box. His eyes widened, and a fierce blush settled on his cheeks as he sputtered. “S-S-Sakura?”
“Huh? What?” Sakura propped himself up and turned back to face Kaji before turning red himself. “W-what’re you doing with that?!”
“Why do you have it?!”
“Kiryu gave it to me!” Sakura bit his lip, looking away.
“Kiryu? Why?” Kaji felt a pang of jealousy.
“… To use with you…” Sakura mumbled, embarrassed. Kaji gulped. He wasn’t expecting that answer, and he had to admit that he was curious.
“… Do you wanna?” Kaji whispered. Sakura looked back at him in surprise, before groaning and collapsing onto the futon once more.
“Sure, whatever, fine!” He huffed, and Kaji couldn’t help but laugh. He came up to sit next to Sakura, toy in hand. Sakura turned his head on his side to face him, blushing and glaring.
“We don’t have to.” Kaji smiled, sincere.
“… I’m kinda curious…” Sakura mumbled. Kaji swallowed, nodding. He pulled on Sakura’s arm, hoisting him into a sitting position. While Sakura removed his jacket, Kaji undid his belt and slid down his pants. There was already a small wet spot on Sakura’s dark blue boxers, and Kaji couldn’t help but feel proud.
“Already, Haru?” He smirked.
“Sh-shut it!” Sakura growled, closing his legs. Kaji laughed, trying to pry them apart, but he wasn’t budging.
“Come on, Haru. I think it’s cute.” He smiled down at him, but Sakura just crossed his arms, huffing.
“‘S not cute. It’s embarrassing.” He muttered.
“I don’t see why. Just means you’re excited.” Kaji began pulling his hoodie up over his head, before he moved to remove Sakura’s shirt as well. Sakura laid back on the futon, and Kaji hovered over his chest. He traced his scars briefly, making Sakura blush. “You’re so cool…” Kaji said under his breath.
“Cool? How?” Sakura asked.
“Just… you’ve been through so much, and you still have so much fight in you. You’re totally badass.” He grinned, and Sakura rolled his eyes.
“Thanks… but if anyone’s badass, it’s you.” Kaji laughed at that, and Sakura giggled in return. Kaji moved his hands up to thumb at Sakura’s nipples, making his breath hitch. He let out shaky breath after shaky breath as Kaji fondled his chest, rolling and pinching the buds in between his fingers. He removed one of his hands at one point, only to replace it with his mouth.
“Ah!” Sakura keened, a hand flying up to grip Kaji’s hair. Kaji sucked on his chest with fervor, switching between each nipple while his hand treated the other. After a few minutes of this, he tried something different- he bit down, and Sakura yelped.
“R-Ren,” he cried as Kaji worried the bud between his teeth before moving to the other one, doing the same thing. “Ren, don’t stop…”
Sakura threw his head back, using both hands to push Kaji’s head down against his chest. Kaji moaned around his nipple, and palmed himself a bit through his boxers. After a moment, Kaji fought against Sakura’s grip and pulled himself off. They were both panting, gazing at each other with hooded eyes. Kaji looked down, reveling in the sight of Sakura’s completely soaked through boxers. Sakura blushed and looked away, knowing exactly what his boyfriend was thinking.
Kaji hooked his thumbs under the waistband of Sakura’s boxers, pulling them down slowly to reveal his leaking cunt. He breathes in Sakura’s sweet musk, and Sakura audibly whimpers at being so exposed. It’s not the first time they’ve done this, but Sakura doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to the intimacy of it all. Kaji isn’t sure he will either, and he moves to remove his own boxers. Sakura couldn’t help but drool at the sight of Kaji’s dick, knowing it was the source of so much of his pleasure.
Kaji rubbed his hand in between Sakura’s folds, resulting in a whine from Sakura. He gathered the slick in his hand, moving upward so he could coat more of his clit with it.
“Hnng… Ren…” He whimpered, and Kaji shushed him, picking up the toy from beside him and holding the button to turn it on. It vibrated once, and he positioned it over Sakura’s engorged clit. It was cold, and Sakura shivered at the contact.
“I’m gonna turn it on, ok?” Sakura nodded, giving him permission. Kaji pushed the button once, and Sakura jolted, throwing his head back. A low rumbling could be heard alongside Sakura’s moaning.
“How does it feel?” Kaji asked.
“Good, so good.” Sakura panted, and he began canting his hips upward, seeking stronger sensations. Kaji wiped the drool from his mouth and decided it was safe to up the intensity, pressing the button again.
“Hnng-! Ren, Ren!”
“Yeah, what is it, Haru?”
“It’s s-s-so much. I don’t think- I’m gonna last!” He cried out, pushing himself further into the toy.
“Do you want me to edge you?” Kaji asked, pulling the toy away a bit.
“M-maybe- maybe a little…” Sakura panted, and Kaji nodded before upping the intensity once more and pushing down hard, causing Sakura to scream. Then, Kaji abruptly pulled back, leaving Sakura whining and crying as his hips canted up over and over again, desperately seeking more anything from his boyfriend. Kaji shushed him, wiping the falling tears from his cheeks as he turned the vibrator off. Once Sakura had caught his breath, he gave a shaky nod. “K-kay, you can keep going…”
Kaji turned the vibrator back on to its previous setting before lightly placing it on Sakura’s clit. Sakura’s hips thrusted upward immediately, and Kaji used his free hand to keep his body glued to the futon. Sakura moaned loudly, desperately trying to move his hips and failing. He was going to sit there and take what Kaji gave him. Kaji upped the intensity again, before he began moving the toy up and down like a fleshlight on Sakura’s clit. Sakura was sobbing, the feeling more intense than anything he had experienced before. Whenever he felt himself approaching the edge, Kaji would abruptly pull back, leaving him panting and whimpering for more.
After another 10 minutes of torture, Kaji had the toy pressed firmly against his clit on the highest setting. Slick gushed out of Sakura, soaking into his futon. His hips trembled violently, Kaji still pressing him into the ground to prevent him from canting up. “Fuck!” He cried, throwing his head from side to side.
“What’s wrong, Haru?” Kaji was grinning- he was absolutely delirious from the noises Sakura was making- all for him.
“I wanna cum, I wanna cum, fuck, Ren, I wanna cum so bad!” He sobbed, moaning high and needy. Kaji would’ve normally given in easily, but he was feeling a little mean, high off his power trip.
“Beg for it.” He said firmly, and Sakura’s eyes widened.
“Wh-what?!”
Kaji removed the toy again, resulting in a loud sound that was a mix between a cry and a whine. “No, no, no- don’t stop!” Sakura cried, and Kaji just kept on grinning.
“Come on, Haru, beg for it.”
Tears streamed down Sakura’s face as he glared at Kaji, but he ultimately took a shaky breath in and resigned himself to the humiliation of it all. “R-Ren,” he sobbed, closing his eyes, “p-please, I wanna cum, please let me cum.”
“Good boy.” Kaji whispered, before returning the vibrator to his clit and pressing down hard. Sakura screamed as Kaji grinded the toy against his sensitive clit, and in no time at all, he was coming all over the futon. Translucent liquid flowed out of him, his hole pulsing around nothing as he continued coming. He felt like it would never end, until eventually the stream trickled out and he began whining loudly at the overstimulation. Kaji removed the toy and turned it off, gazing over Sakura’s body with pure adoration. Sakura was panting heavily, his face beet red and eyes unfocused.
Kaji sat the toy next to them and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Sakura looked at him through hooded eyes with his mouth parted, and Kaji chuckled.
“God, you look so good like this.” Sakura could only grunt in response- he couldn’t move his lips enough to form proper words. Kaji laughed again and brushed his sweaty bangs away from his face. He gazed lovingly into Sakura’s eyes before whispering “I love you…”
Sakura swallowed dryly and opened his mouth to speak. “Love… too…” he sounded hoarse when he spoke, and Kaji felt a little bad. Before he was able to lay down next to Sakura and cradle him, Sakura moved a shaky leg into Kaji’s lap, his foot making contact with his dick.
“Wh-what’re you doing?” Kaji asked in alarm.
“Put it in… Want you to cum, too…” Sakura mumbled, but Kaji could hear the sleepiness in his voice.
“No, Haruka, it’s fine. It’ll hurt if you’re too sensitive.” Kaji tried to move again, but Sakura stopped him weakly. He slowly sat up, panting with the effort, and settled in between Kaji’s thighs.
“H-Haruka? What- Nng!” Sakura latched onto his dick, licking around the top as he pumped the bottom half with his hands. He mouthed at the tip before taking more of his length into his mouth. He was sluggish in his movements, clearly worn out from his orgasm. Kaji ran a hand through his hair, little sighs and grunts spilling out of his mouth as Sakura sucked him off.
Kaji was leaking a steady stream of precum into his mouth, and Sakura realized this was the first time he had tasted Kaji. It was different, but not bad. He slurped around him, and Kaji moaned, throwing his head back. Sakura smiled around him, feeling more than a little giddy that he was the one eliciting these sounds out of Kaji. He sucked harder, using his hands where his mouth couldn’t reach. Kaji gripped his hair and unintentionally put pressure on his head, pushing his length further into his mouth.
Sakura sputtered around him- he was too deep, but Kaji just held him there as he spilled down the back of his throat. Sakura attempted to swallow it all, but it spilled out the sides of his mouth and dripped onto the floor. Kaji let him go, and Sakura pulled off immediately, coughing up a storm.
“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ Kaji frowned, patting Sakura on the back. But to his surprise, Sakura didn’t glare at him- no, he smiled, wide and a little lopsided.
“Was I good?” He asked. Kaji’s eyes widened, before he pulled Sakura into a tight embrace.
“So good. Thanks, Haru. You’re amazing.” He whispered against his ear, and Sakura shuddered. Kaji slowly lowered them back onto the futon, facing each other. It was wet and a little sticky, but they could worry about that later.
“How are you feeling?” Kaji brushed his hair out of his eyes.
“Good… Ren…”
“Hm?”
“I love you… so much. I love you. I love you…” He was mumbling, and Kaji chuckled as he realized he was mostly sleep-talking at this point. He kissed his forehead before whispering.
“I love you too.”