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There is an entire constellation of new scars: claw marks, thin arcing lines of cuts from sword or spear, easily a dozen pitted marks like bullet wounds. Gonou ignores them, letting Jedao push him down to the edge of the bed. His smile is warm with affection and lust in equal measure, and he runs a hand into Jedao's hair as Jedao kneels in front of him, fingers tightening in an experimental tug. He likes Jedao pushing him down to the bed. He recalls Jedao enjoying a little manhandling, too.

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Jedao will ask about them later, maybe; for now he lets his eyes flutter shut and gives Gonou a little moan for pulling his hair. He caresses Gonou's ankles, strokes his fingers up Gonou's calves, somehow a more lascivious touch for being underneath the fabric of his pants.

Then he runs his hands up over the cloth, over Gonou's knees and thighs to open the fastenings of his pants.

"I missed your pretty dick," he murmurs, brazenly meeting Gonou's eyes, wondering if he can make this newer-older Hakkai blush like Gonou used to, when they first started.

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Gonou's chuckle is pitched low, a little breathless, even though he's not blushing as he returns Jedao's gaze, slides his thumb down over the angle of his cheekbone to press at the corner of his mouth.

"Feel free to get reacquainted," he murmurs in return. The white cloth of his briefs peeks through his fly, tented over his growing arousal; he slides his free hand under the waistband at his hip, easing pants and underwear down a little further.

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Jedao pulls everything off, lifting one of Gonou's legs to his shoulder for a moment to press lingering kisses to Gonou's calf.

"The day you disappeared, we had plans." Vague plans, but Jedao had plans for their plans, as he so often does. He kisses the inside of Gonou's knee, then his thigh, one hand sneaking ahead and giving his cock a slow, easy stroke.

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Gonou curves his leg around Jedao's shoulder as he leans forward, pressing the sole of his foot against Jedao's back as he lets out a shuddering breath at the stroke. Gooseflesh ripples over his thighs.

"Did we," he murmurs. "I'm sorry, I hate to be late...."

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"Mmhmm." Jedao shifts so that his breath teases the head of Gonou's cock, then turns to brush his cheek against it. "I was going to fuck you so hard. After five years, we'd need to go slow, though." And he doesn't want to go slow right now.

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Gonou lets his head fall back, baring his throat; a muscle jumps in his thigh under Jedao's touch.

"And I'd rather not go slow," he agrees, fingers combing through Jedao's hair. The light brush of his breath and his cheek is maddening, so close to contact and so far from enough. "It has been too long...."

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"Yeah."

He drops one last kiss on the tip, then stands up so that Gonou can get Jedao's pants.

Later, Jedao will go down on him, lazy and slow and excruciating. Right now he wants to be closer, the full-body press, the endless kisses.

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"I'm very glad I'm back," Gonou murmurs, straightening his spine with an effort so that he can lean forward and press a kiss against Jedao's belly, under the worst of the scarring, as his fingers work at the fastening of Jedao's pants.

His heart squeezes with the sincerity of his words, but he doesn't let that stop him from easing the pants down over Jedao's hips.

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Jedao cups the back of his head, scratches his nails lightly over Gonou's scalp and the back of his neck. He shimmies his hips a little under Gonou's hands, breath rushing out in a soft sigh.

"Good."

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Gonou groans at the sharp scrape of nails against his scalp, letting his forehead fall against Jedao's stomach.

"A scalp massage," he mutters against skin, "risks putting me to sleep."

He presses Jedao backwards, sliding down off the bed to settle to his knees gracefully and slide his pants the rest of the way off.

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He kicks his pants and underwear to one side. He traces the curve of one ear with his thumbnail.

"Wouldn't want that. Do you want a taste, darling?"

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Gonou's breath catches at the soft pressure of Jedao's thumbnail against his ear, his toes curling: he'd forgotten how sensitive his ears were, too. With a soft groan, he leans in a little further, kissing his way down from Jedao's navel.

"I do," he murmurs, and flashes a glance up at Jedao. "If I may?"

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"Anything you want, sweetheart," Jedao croons, shifting his hips a little to nudge his dick against Gonou's lips, wet at the tip with precome.

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Gonou smiles, wrapping one hand around Jedao's hip as he leans in to lick a stripe up the big vein on the underside. His tongue flicks over the slit, tasting the liquid there curiously before he leans in a little closer to take Jedao's cock in his mouth. It's heavy and hot on his tongue: the sharp edge between familiar and unfamiliar cuts deep, and he pushes further, stubborn, until he feels the head nudging the back of his throat.

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Jedao groans deeply, rubs the shell of Gonou's ear between his thumb and forefinger like a worry stone. He rocks very shallowly - back first and then forward, so he's never any deeper than Gonou took him, but still giving the slide and rhythm of having his mouth slowly, gently fucked.

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The sound he makes, low in his throat, is more vibration than noise as Jedao rocks forward. His eyes flutter shut, memory snapping into place with a jolt that runs molten down his spine, and he reaches down to press the heel of his hand against his dick.

Yes, he likes this, he's remembering just how much he likes this as he leans forward to chase Jedao's rock back, wordlessly urging him deeper, harder.

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He gets a good grip in Gonou's hair with his other hand, not to pull but just to hold, firm and bracing. He pushes deeper into Gonou's throat, steady and slow, in and back and in again, relentless.

"You feel incredible, darling. I can go twice, if you want me to come in your mouth."

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Gonou seriously considers it, half lost in the haze of sucking him, the steadying hand in his hair and the silencing weight in his mouth, but he taps a finger against Jedao's hip, pulling back to whisper.

"Maybe later. I want to touch more of you, the first time around."

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"Mm. Get back on the bed and you will," Jedao tells him, eyes crinkling with his grin, shifting his hips to drag his dick against Gonou's cheek again.

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Gonou kisses the hollow of his hip, getting to his feet in a smooth motion and stepping forward into Jedao's space first. Pressing against him, shoulder to ankle, he bends to find Jedao's lips and kiss him slow and deep.

When he finally pulls back from the kiss, he murmurs against Jedao's lips, "Now I'll get back on the bed."

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Jedao settles his hands on Gonou's hips during the kiss, then gives his butt a friendly squeeze after Gonou delivers his sassy line.

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Gonou laughs affectionately, tugging Jedao with him as he steps back towards the bed until he can sprawl back onto it.

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Jedao laughs too, planting his hands on Gonou's chest 70% person to feel him a up a bit more and only 30% to help push him down into the blankets. Then he crawls over him, kissing him on the way and still going, his chest over Gonou's face as he reaches across to grab the lube out of the bedside drawer.

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Gonou wriggles a little further up on the bed, kissing Jedao's throat and collarbone as he leans over to reach the drawer.

"Let me get you ready?" he asks, offering a hand for the lube.