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[Planning out an exciting afternoon should be no problem for Hiyori Tomoe. He loves to have fun and explore new places, after all. There's just one small issue to contend with: he knows precious little about Elan-kun (who seems to have few hobbies).

Here's everything Hiyori knows about his date: 1) he's lived a life of all work and no play; 2) he likes a good view; 3) he's never had sex before (but he's eager to learn!). That's about it, really. So what kind of date does that add up to?

Why, an amusement park date, of course!

Hiyori's reasoning is airtight. As far as views go, nothing beats the view from the top of a roller coaster. And as far as amusements go, it's also hard to beat amusement parks. (It's right there in the name, after all!) Thus, the amusement park is where they go, Hiyori dragging Elan around from one attraction to the next. The roller coaster, the merry-go-round, the tilt-a-whirl, and of course, the gift shop, where Hiyori forks over the yen for matching headbands with cute mascot characters for ears. (A perfect compliment to his other headband.)

The sun is shining, the thrill rides are thrilling, cotton candy is consumed, and a good time is had by all. Sadly, however, all good things must come to an end. But the date's not over yet. It's time to move onto the next phase, which requires a costume change on Hiyori's part, as he exchanges his adorable headband for a hat and a pair of sunglasses.

He can't afford to be recognized when entering a love hotel, after all.

If he was recognized, his producer could take care of it. Ibara is skilled at making information "disappear." He'd rather not have it come to that, though, and he dreads the thought of the admonishment he'd receive if it did, so it's better for him to use some discretion. Fortunately, love hotels were designed with exactly that purpose in mind, and they're able to obtain a room key without a single face-to-face interaction. (Naturally, Hiyori covers the room fee like it's nothing.)

They find the right door, they swipe the keycard, no problem. But right as soon as they enter the room, Hiyori realizes that something is seriously wrong.]

... eh?

[He stares, dumbfounded and aghast.]

What's with this theme? That's not what I chose on the selection screen!

[ The day has been enjoyable so far. Five never really thought he'd actually get a kick out of doing things like this - roller coasters and amusement parks and everything else. It had all seemed like it was distant to him. A world he couldn't (and didn't) want to touch. But there was Hiyori, enthusiastic and willing to make it work, so he'd been a little swept up in it. He'd actually enjoyed himself
(surprise, surprise) and had fun.

Even if he'd mocked Hiyori just a little for the headbands. Those were very silly. Fortunately, he doesn't end up getting sunburned, either - sunscreen is a most, after all, and so is hydration. By the end of the afternoon, he could feel a little pit of nervousness in his stomach - were they actually going to do this? He'd been half serious about it, but - well. They actually were. Exciting. Different. New. He'd have to see how it went.

After all, he couldn't walk away from Hiyori now. Not after the other had been enthusiastic about "teaching" him.

The room, though, is a surprise. Five stares and then bursts out laughing. The decor is something else (and surprisingly on theme for him, he feels like). ]

What is this? A cosmic journey through the galaxy of love?

[ There's a sing-song, teasing lilt to his voice as he steps further inside to give it a better look. ]

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[At least someone's laughing.]

I'm not feeling the love at all, I'm afraid. This looks like a child's idea of a "cool bedroom"...

[Which naturally means it isn't sensual at all.

He shakes his head. He doesn't turn around and leave, nor is he coming in any further yet. Should he demand a refund? Obviously, there was a mix-up. But that might require human interaction, which is a dicey prospect for someone in his shoes.

For now, he looks towards the ceiling.]

Is there at least a way to fix the lights? I don't approve of this neon glow hanging over everything; I shine quite brightly enough on my own, thank you!

Check the wall.

[ Five is still laughing. Supposedly this is his magical first time, but he can't help but be amused by how it's all going a bit wrong. He walks over to the bed and flops down onto it, spread-eagled as he continues. ]

I imagine it has to be, if they want to keep their customers happy.

[ His laughter finally trails off. ]

Seems like your plan might have gone a bit sideways.

[Hiyori proceeds to do just that, turning his gaze on the wall and casting around for lightswitch. He does find one, though it's more like a whole control panel with several different switches. One, he finds, changes that neon glow from blue to white, while another changes it to purple. Aren't there any normal settings?]

I can't speak for other customers, but it certainly would've made me happier to be given the right room key in the first place!

[And the world ought to revolve around his happiness.

Thankfully, the finals switch seems to do the trick: the eerie glow diminishes as soon as Hiyori flicks it, and the room floods with normal light, even if it's still a little dark thanks to the space backdrop on the walls (and the lack of windows). He takes a look around again before his eyes land on the bed, where his date lies spread eagle.

Elan-kun sure looks comfortable: lying back without a care in the world, a languid smile spread across his lips. Hiyori still isn't happy with their surroundings, quite frankly. But his date seems unconcerned, and isn't this supposed to be about him? About letting Elan-kun experience all life has to offer? If Elan-kun is happy in this room, then Hiyori shouldn't be spoiling the mood with his complaints.

Still, this whole setup sure is something.]

There's still time, you know. But well, you seem comfortable, so I suppose we might as well stay put. It's most polite to shower first, so I'll go do that! Hopefully that room is more normal...

[But that may be hoping for too much. As Hiyori will soon find out once he locates the bathroom door (naturally, it looks just like the door to a spaceship).]

[ Hiroyi's continued commentary makes Five laugh again. It's a little ridiculous, isn't it? He knows he maybe should take this more seriously, but... he can't really find it in himself to do that just yet. It's just the way these things go. He rolls over onto his side to give Hiyori a look as the lights come back to normal. He feels... what? Excited? Like he's anticipating something? There's a flutter in the pit of his stomach and it's not unpleasant. Like he's getting ready to jump from a high place into a pool of deep water.

He makes a low little noise and then gestures languidly. ]

Go, go, take your shower - I'll go after you. That's how it's supposed to go, right? Then you can get ready while I'm washing up. Whether it's normal or not, you're just going to have to use it.

[ And while Hiyori goes to use the shower, he pokes around a bit, tugging open drawers and peering into cabinets. There's all kinds of paraphernalia hidden away - and perhaps by the time Hiroyi finishes up, he 'll find Five perched on the edge of the bed, examining a little bottle of lubricant, a spread of different condoms scattered over the bedside table. ]

Oh, so you do understand how things work. Good job ♪

[And now he's back to teasing. Teasing and complaining: his two modes.

The teasing and complaining both stop as he opens the spaceship door and steps into the bathroom. It is, thankfully, a little less bizarre-looking than the rest of the room, but the ceiling does keep that space pattern, and the lights are a fluorescent blue by default. They really think of everything in these places, don't they?

He checks the cabinets to see if there's anything fun or unusual inside, like scented soaps or lotions. The answer is "not really"—no fun scents, and no planet-shaped bath bombs or anything (a missed opportunity, in his opinion). There are packets of lubricant that are supposedly "great for water play," but that's pretty useless right now. Oh well. He shouldn't keep his date waiting around out there too long. Unless Elan needs the time to prepare his heart...?

Nah. He had a whole week to do that.

His clothes get folded neatly on the counter. He takes his bath, the hot water turning his already-springy hair even frizzier, and then after drying off, slips into one of the hotel-issued bathrobes. The robe is white—thankfully no space pattern—and reaches just past his knees, though it does hang open in the front. That's what he's wearing as he re-enters the room.]

All yours now ♪

[He sounds cheerful. Comfortable. Refreshed, like he usually does after a bath. But he does stop in his tracks once he sees what Elan's doing—or, rather, what's been spread across the table.]

... feeling ambitious, are we?

[ Elan (Five) glances up as he hears the door open and he smiles. Despite his rather cool demeanor and exterior (cynical, really), he can't help but flush a bit when he sees Hiyori like that - cleaned up and frizzy-haired and wearing that stupid robe. He laughs quietly and for once his eyes shine. When did he get so... soft? He tries to brush past that, waving a hand at Hiyori dismissively. ]

Just investigating what they have. It's all new to me, remember?

[ He pops to his feet, his hands on his hips, and saunters past him with a wave. ]

My turn to get cleaned up. I'll try not to keep you waiting too long.

[ He can't deny he's a little nervous. It's... a bit momentous, isn't it? But he's not sentimental about it. It's just - well. How does he put it? It's important in a way he can't describe. A little squeeze in his stomach. But then the bathroom door is shut and he just breathes deep and slow and then goes to clean up. He tries not to take too long - shampoos his hair and then dries it out, scrapes the sunscreen and sweat off and just like Hiyori a little while ago, he finishes up. When he emerges, he's in that same fluffy white robe, but his earrings are gone from his ears and his own hair is a bit frizzier than normal. He takes a long breath and then strides back over to the bed.

Confident. He's confident. ]

That felt refreshing. I guess we're ready to start?

Yep, I do seem to recall you saying that...

[If the goal of teasing is to fluster the other person, well, that failed. Elan seems fairly confident, laughing off Hiyori's remark and getting to his feet with an almost-swagger. If he's got performance anxiety, it's not showing. But the goal is for him to enjoy himself, so that's fine...]

'Kay! Try not to slip on the wet tile and hurt yourself! ♪

[Annnd he's gone.

In Elan's absence, Hiyori's eyes stray back to the table. There's clearly no way they're using all these packets, but in leaving them out, Elan seemed to be giving him a signal, whether he meant to do it or not. Hiyori goes ahead and plucks one off the table, sliding it into his robe's singular pocket. As for the bottle of lube, well... maybe that can go on the bed. There should be space there next to the phone.

After setting it there, he sits on the bed, bouncing a little to test the quality of the mattress. Verdict: surprisingly comfortable. So much so that he's tempted to lie down like Elan was doing earlier. Yep, sounds like a plan...

... there's nothing much to do while waiting, especially since he left his phone in his pants pocket. He ends up staring at the ceiling, designed, like everything else in this room, to look like a spaceship. A strange scenery, and not at all what he paid for. But at least it isn't boring. Perhaps this sight will become a fond memory.

He hoists himself onto his elbows when he hears Elan re-enter. His hair is even more disheveled from lying down. Elan looks less put-together, too, of course. With those distinctive clothes and earrings gone, he looks like a regular boy. Though, if he only looks like a normal boy now, what was it he look like before...?

Oh well. His hair's gotten fluffier, he looks eager to begin, it's cute!]

Yep! All ready if you are.

[Sitting up in bed, he motions for Elan to come join him: a crook of his finger, accompanied by an inviting smile. Confident and practiced, the sort of gesture he does all the time onstage.]

If I'm not, it's my own fault.

[ That's a joke. He comes across the room and feels his heart do a little flip. How is that look at all fair? To his credit, he doesn't blush or look away - he's learned how to keep himself looking mostly calm - but there's a bit of a stutter in his step. Then he reaches the bed and climbs up onto it. He hesitates for a moment and then starts to slide his robe off of one shoulder and then the other. ]

I guess we start by getting rid of these?

[ Underneath the robe, he's slender and wiry, but... not malnourished or anything. He's actually pretty fit, all things considered. ]

[Ah, there's some of that nervousness he'd been expecting. Given that this is Elan's first time, it's only natural. But it's Hiyori's job to help ease him into things, isn't it?

... or they could just throw off their clothes and dive right in, which is apparently what Elan wants. His brows arch a little, eyes trailing over Elan's shoulders and chest, taking in that exposed skin. The boy's not exactly built (which is fine with Hiyori, who doesn't find muscles cute at all!) but he doesn't look starved, either. Whoever was slave-driving him at least paid him enough to buy food. That's a relief.]

Hmm, we could do that.

[He trails a hand down the front of his own robe, hooking one finger inside to tug it open just a little. But that's as far as he goes before he leans in, bringing his face closer and raising his free hand up to trail fingers along the other boy's jaw.]

Or I could kiss you first. Which one would you prefer? ♪

[ part of him does want to dive right in; to take the plunge and just get it over with. But there's something equally appealing about just... taking it a little slowly, perhaps? It's a strange dichotomy. He hesitates for a moment, eyes skimming Hiyori's expression, his breath catching as fingers trace against his chin. ]

Kiss me.

[ He finally says it out loud and leans in to finish closing the distance.

A kiss he can do. A kiss is easy. So he sinks into it and lets their lips touch. For all that he's a virgin, he's apparently kissed people before, because he's handling it with a certain sense of experience, his own hand lifting to caress Hiyori's cheek in turn. ]

["Okay! ♪" he cheerfully responds.

Or tries to. Instead it comes out more like,]

Oka—

[Before his lips are stolen.

He blinks. Though he could've sworn he heard "Kiss me," it was actually Elan who took the initiative and kissed him first. But oh well. That's allowed, isn't it?

Hiyori presses back into the kiss, closing his fingers around Elan's chin. Elan may not be keeping a collection of lip products back home the way Hiyori does, but his lips are soft. No complaints there. And they're warm. No complaints there, either. And the touch to Hiyori's cheek actually feels nice enough that a small shiver runs down his spine. Elan's being an active participant, which is good.

... huh?

Within a matter of seconds, it becomes clear that Hiyori won't need to teach this person how to kiss. Elan seems to know how already, which begs the question of "how." Did someone catch his eye before, after all?

Well, it doesn't really matter who he learned from. Or perhaps, by some slim chance, he's just a natural. Either way, Hiyori doesn't intend to be outdone. He keeps things soft and slow at first, giving Elan a couple more light pecks, before increasing the pressure and sucking at Elan's bottom lip, using the fingers on Elan's chin to drag him in closer.]

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[ He said he hadn't had sex before. He never said he hadn't kissed anyone. Is that so surprising? There's a low noise from him and he follows Hiyori's coaxing, leaning into the kiss and letting Hiyori's teeth and tongue drag against his lower lip. There's a soft sigh from him - an exhale - and then he slowly filters his fingers around to the nape of his neck and up into his hair, shifting closer. The kiss deepens, lips parting for Hiyori. It's slow and easy, but... he's doing his best to keep pace and to make this last.

That electric hum that's started in his belly is starting to spread, a shiver running through him.

This is... nice. ]

[The hand in his hair is nice. So nice it inspires him to mirror the gesture, releasing Elan's chin to slide a hand along his jaw and then around the back of his head. Honestly, he just wants to see if he can feel the part that sticks out in the back like a ducktail! Which was the first thing he ever said to Elan, come to think of it. Who would've guessed that stray comment would lead him here? Life is full of surprises.

When Elan parts his lips he takes that as a go-ahead, swiping his tongue against Elan's bottom lip before sliding it into his mouth. The kiss tastes faintly of sugar, thanks to the amusement park treats from earlier. Sweet and soft like cotton candy. Yep, that's not a bad kind of kiss at all. But it's bound to turn into more of an adult kiss as he continues to explore Elan's mouth, searching out his tongue so he can twine them together.]

[ It's still sticking out a little - so he can find that little ducktail. The shower has wilted it a little, though. Although, to be fair, Elan isn't considering much about his hairstyle at the moment. He's much more focused on the tongue in his mouth and the way Hiyori's lips taste and feel. There's a low sigh from him - an exhale that leads into a little, tentative bite against his lower lip. Apparently he's adventurous! Then their tongues twine together and he leans into him, settling against the heat of his body.

It's exhilarating. Also a little frightening; this feels vulnerable and he's always had a hard time letting his walls down. He asked for this, though, so he keeps pressing forward. His fingers wander, tracing the line of his collarbone where it peeks out from underneath the robe. ]

[The bite elicits a soft noise from Hiyori's throat. Anything harder could spell trouble; breaking his skin is strictly forbidden! But that was more like a child or an animal nipping at someone, so it's fine. He doubts Elan will get too rough with him.

He slides his tongue against Elan's, stroking them together slow and wet. Hiyori's not out to conquer or claim ownership, but it would be nice to gradually inflame him, working him up until he's nice and needy. Elan would be cute like that, he thinks. He cups the back of Elan's head in his hand, fingers sliding through damp hair...

His eyes peek open, half-lidded, when he feels Elan's fingers brush his skin. Elan's allowed to chase his own desires, which includes moving onto the "touching each other's bodies" stage. But in that case, Hiyori should also be allowed, so he goes ahead and moves his free hand to Elan's waist. His fingers toy with the sash holding Elan's robe closed, not working on the knot just yet, but tugging it a little looser.]

[ Well, he'll try not to leave any marks. He can practice self-control. For the moment, he shivers. This feels raw and of course it will, it's sex - but it's more than that. It's letting someone in in a way he hasn't before. Emotionally, physically. It's a little overwhelming, but he refuses to run away from it. His fingers circle against warm skin and then he leans back a little, finally breaking the kiss with a low gasp and fluttering eyelids. ]

That was good.

[ His eyes search Hiyori's expression and then drop lower, his hand following suit to tug against the sash. ]

...will you let me see you? [ He's not exactly bashful, but it is the first time he's asking that and being... what? Sincere? Or at least not hiding behind a mask. ]

[Ah, he pulled away. But the view Hiyori gets of Elan's face in the aftermath, eyes half-lidded and cheeks tinged ever-so-slightly pink, is nice to look at, so it's not all bad. (Certainly, he'd rather look at that than all the spaceship stuff!)

The question takes him by surprise, it's so earnest. But he's quick to smile in response. (Or maybe it's more of a smirk; there's certainly no lack of confidence here.)]

Well, you did better at kissing than I expected you to. And you seem really eager, so I guess I can give you a reward ♪

[He slides a hand on top of Elan's, over the one holding his sash. He goes ahead and tugs that knot undone for him, while at the same time pulling the front of the robe open, slipping one shoulder out and exposing half his chest. His skin is dazzling, unblemished and beautiful! Soft, smooth to the touch, totally perfect just like the rest of him!

... in his opinion, anyway. In reality, there's nothing all that shocking about his body: he's in shape, a consequence of living an active lifestyle, but doesn't work out enough to be "built." He does, however, blow a lot of money on bath and skincare products, so he is pretty smooth, if Elan dares to touch. Hiyori certainly does, trailing a hand teasingly down his own chest.]

Oh, I get a reward...?

[ He starts to tease back, but - well. Hiyori is very good looking. His eyes trail over him - his chest and down toward his belly and his breath catches. He leans in with a little hum, a hand lifting and fingers tracing against the very smooth skin. It feels divine, he thinks, and it makes him ache in a way he cannot accurately describe. His breath slips out in a sigh and his gaze lifts as his hand skims lower. He may be inexperienced with this... but he's naturally bold.

So his hand goes lower and lower still, dipping beneath the robe to gently touch the skin of Hiyori's belly. ]

...is it normal to just want to touch someone all over? [ It's a bit rhetorical, really. ]

[He's missed this sort of attention. You'd think that going out onstage in front of hundreds-to-thousands of people and showing off his appeal would satisfy that particular craving, but this—being one-on-one with someone who's plainly captivated by him and seeing their eyes spark with desire—is different. More intimate, more personal.

That he's allowed to touch back is also a plus. He doesn't roam Elan's body, though, or try to take off his robe, even though he's tempted. For now he'll keep the focus on him, letting Elan explore all he wants. What was that he promised to do...? Be Elan's guide to a whole new world of pleasure, or something like that? Yeah, that's what he'll do.]

When it's me? Sure it is!

[But really it's just part of being human. Which Elan gets to discover at last.

He slides a warm palm over Elan's hand again, guiding and encouraging his touch. Hiyori's stomach is soft, naturally. Some might even call it "squashy," although Hiyori will insist that's just a malicious rumor. Heat pools in his groin the lower that Elan's fingertips trail, though if he goes low enough, he'll feel an elastic waistband. It might've been a mistake to put underwear on, given how comfortable Elan seems with getting naked, but those can be done away with easily, so it should be no problem!]

[ Five doesn't want to let himself be swept away by this, but it's a little hard. Intimacy - emotional or physical - is not something he's been lucky enough to have or enjoy. He's had to keep himself guarded and closed off and suspicious. A tool or disposable part, with no real chance at a life of his own. So this - all of this - makes him want more. His fingers curl against the skin of Hiyori's belly and then tentatively tease the elastic waistband he finds down there. His own body feels... warm. A electric heat and tension in his belly that makes him stiff.

It's a familiar feeling, but it's never been quite like this before. Not when he's alone.

But he's always been decisive. He glances up and meets Hiyori's gaze and then... goes for it. His hand drops a little lower and slowly outlines his arousal through the cloth of his underwear. He may be a virgin... but he's also very determined to keep himself moving. He's not passive. ]

[As Elan's fingers dip lower, Hiyori catches his eyes. Seeking permission, perhaps? Elan can touch wherever he wants, and Hiyori opens his mouth to tell him so. But the only thing that escapes is a shuddering breath.

Nope. Not seeking permission, after all.

He's getting hard. He's not all the way there yet—it takes more than kissing for him, usually. But being in bed with someone who's cute and eager to learn, and slowly stripping off his clothes while that person watches with desire smoldering behind their eyes... that gets him going, alright. (It's the exhibitionism.)

He shifts his hips, pressing hot against Elan's hand. He doesn't touch Elan back just yet or finish undressing him; he'd like to continue what he started, but for now it seems best to let the other boy do what he wants, indulging that curiosity of his. He slides a hand around Elan's back, fingers twisting in the fabric of his robe, and leans back on the bed, lazy and indulgent, an expectant smile curving up his lips. More of that, please.]

[ And he does have curiosity. Elan pauses to regard Hiyori one more time as their bodies shift and he has a chance to see some of it slip as fingers grasp at his own robe. He laughs breathlessly and shakes his head as he 'pursues', his other hand sliding down to undo Hiyori's robe the rest of the way. Audacity has saved him before - and here, it makes him want to keep going. To touch, to see, to find out what will earn a reaction. He likes pressing other peoples buttons.

Although, to be fair, part of that is so they don't get a chance to press his, which isn't the healthiest attitude for this, but he's working on himself.

So his fingers squeeze a little, feeling Hiyori thorugh his underwear again, grinding his palm down against him. It's a touch clumsy, maybe a bit too hard - but he's watching for a reaction, interested to see what Hiyori does and responding accordingly. ]

Elan Ceres (No. 5) | Mobile Suit Gundam: Witch From Mercury | ota

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my boy was beautiful in today's ep

still need to watch that...

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