He withdraws his fingers from Arashi, gripping his hips and pulling him closer against his cock. Harvestman enters him slowly, a high-pitched whine escaping his throat. He stops, his breath quick and hard against Arashi's throat.

"I love you," he whispers breathlessly. "I fucking love you."

He moves again, his thrusting slow and cautious. He frees one hand to twist tight in Arashi's hair, capturing his mouth in a hard kiss, deep kiss. He pulls back to chuckle, watching Arashi with a wicked gleam in his eyes as his thrusts increase in strength and speed.