The room was warm again.
Not from the sunlight or the sheets or even the fading heat of their bodies still tangled together—but from the quiet electricity pulsing between them. Shin hovered above Yuki, bare skin against bare skin, every inch of him pressed and coiled, hard and hot and hungry.
Yuki was already trembling beneath him, legs parted, breath hitching as Shin kissed down his throat again.
"You said just a kiss…" Yuki whispered, voice barely audible over the thrum in his chest.
"That was ten kisses ago," Shin murmured with a smirk, licking across Yuki's collarbone. "You didn't stop me."
Yuki's fingers twisted in the sheets. "B-baka…"
"Still calling me names," Shin teased, nipping lightly at his shoulder. "Even after I made you melt in my arms."
Yuki's breath stuttered as Shin's hips shifted, the hard length pressing against his thigh leaving no doubt what was coming.
"You… you're gonna do it again?" Yuki's voice quivered, already breathless.
"If you say please," Shin said, kissing lower.
"I-I won't…"
Shin only chuckled and dragged his lips slowly over Yuki's chest, teasing a nipple until it perked and Yuki squeaked, squirming in frustration.
"I love how easy it is to make you react," Shin purred, voice honey-slick and dark. "One little kiss, and your whole body sings."
"I-It doesn't!"
"Then why are you arching into me like that?" Shin asked, flicking his tongue again, making Yuki gasp.
Yuki slapped a hand over his mouth. "S-stop teasing…"
Shin kissed up his chest, his neck, to his lips again—soft, slow, lingering.
Then he whispered against them: "Say it."
Yuki blinked. "Say what?"
Shin nipped at his lower lip. "Say you love me."
Yuki's whole face went red.
"N-no!"
Shin's hips rocked against his, drawing a shivery moan from Yuki as his body betrayed him again.
"I think you do," Shin said smugly, biting softly at Yuki's earlobe. "I think you're just scared."
"I'm not—!" Yuki gasped, clutching at Shin's shoulders as their bodies aligned. "You're the worst—always making me feel like this—!"
"Like what?" Shin whispered, kissing his cheek. "Loved?"
Yuki went still.
Shin's smile faded into something tender. He cupped Yuki's face gently, brushing a thumb along his flushed cheek.
"You don't have to say it yet," he said softly. "But I know it. I feel it. Every time you touch me like this—every time you cry out my name like it's the only word that matters—I know."
Yuki swallowed hard.
Shin leaned down again, letting his lips skim down Yuki's body, tracing the familiar lines, the soft curves, the trembling, sensitive places he knew far too well now. Yuki arched with every kiss, every touch, whimpering as Shin moved lower, until the heat between them sparked again, electric and unrelenting.
When Shin finally entered him again—slow, careful, filling every inch—Yuki's back arched high off the bed, a desperate moan tearing from his throat.
Shin swallowed it with a kiss.
Their hands tangled.
Their bodies rocked together in slow, deliberate rhythm—Shin moving deeper each time, drawing out Yuki's cries, his gasps, his broken moans of "Shin… T-too much…!"
But Shin only murmured soothingly into his skin, "You're doing so good, Yuki… so beautiful…"
Yuki's fingers clutched at his back, nails dragging softly, legs wrapping tight around Shin's waist as they moved faster, deeper, hotter—heat curling low again.
"I-I can't—!"
"You can," Shin whispered. "You did before."
Yuki sobbed as pleasure overtook him—his body twitching, voice cracking, unable to stop the high, desperate moans spilling from his lips.
And Shin loved it.
Loved how Yuki clung to him.
Loved how he called out his name like a prayer.
Loved how vulnerable he looked—sweat-slicked, tearful, trembling beneath him, begging without words for more.
But he still hadn't said it.
Still hadn't said what Shin knew was buried just behind his lips.
"Say it," Shin growled softly, hips thrusting deeper. "Tell me you love me."
"N-no—ah—!"
Shin leaned in and licked the tears off his cheek.
"Say it and I'll let you come."
Yuki whimpered, torn. His body was already tightening, heat building unbearably. "I-I can't…"
"You can." Shin kissed him—hard, deep. "Say it, Yuki. Say it now."
"I—ah—Shin—!"
"Say it."
"P-please—!"
"Say. It."
"I—I love you!!" Yuki screamed, body seizing with pleasure as his climax hit—violent, overwhelming, leaving him breathless and sobbing into Shin's shoulder.
Shin groaned, finally letting go, spilling deep inside him as he kissed him over and over, whispering, "Good boy… good boy… I love you too…"
They collapsed together in a tangled mess of limbs and gasps, hearts pounding, skin drenched in sweat and heat and something deeper. Shin wrapped his arms tightly around Yuki, holding him like he was the most precious thing in the world.
Yuki couldn't stop trembling.
Couldn't stop breathing in Shin's scent.
Couldn't stop hearing his own voice—I love you…—echoing in his head like a truth that had finally broken free.
Shin nuzzled him gently.
"See?" he whispered. "Didn't hurt, did it?"
Yuki sniffled, cheeks red. "You tricked me…"
"I seduced you," Shin said with a grin. "Totally different."
"You're shameless…"
"And you're mine."
Yuki didn't argue.
Didn't fight.
He only curled into Shin's chest and whispered again—barely audible—
"…I love you…"
Shin kissed his forehead and held him tighter.
"I know," he whispered back.
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END OF CHAPTER 214: Say It…
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