Sunbathing

Hizashi/Els
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Hizashi hummed with pleasure. It was warm out and he was stripped to the waist, laying sprawled out on a towel on the ground on their patio. Elly knelt to one side, rubbing oil on his back. Every teacher's apartment had an area that faced the beautifully manicured lawns on campus. Elly and Hizashi had gone further, wrapping the fence that surrounded theirs with a canvas covering so it was completely private. It was possible to get a wonderful back massage on a hot summer day like this without worrying as much about the media or students and he was enjoying every second of it. Until, that is, he looked back at his girlfriend.

"Babe babe babe!" He choked in terror, pointing at her shoulder as he scrambled backwards. "You've got a bug on you!"

"Uh oh." Elly looked. A small ladybug was crawling on her sun-warmed skin. She smiled and held a finger up to it, encouraging it to walk up. Then she brought it over to the fence and blew it gently up into the air. "It's gone, Zashi."

He slowly unfolded himself from the corner of the patio, glasses askew with his spiralled pupils thin with anxiety. "Ugh, that's the worst thing about summer," he declared with a shudder.

"Poor thing," Elly purred, holding her arms out. "Come here and let me fix things."

"How're you gonna fix - ooohhh." He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively and snuggled his back to her, wrapping her arms about him. "Different massage, maybe?"

"If you can be quiet this time," she scolded. "We came too close to getting found out the last time we fooled around outside."

He giggled, a naughty little boy kind of laugh. "'Came too close'."

"You lovable dork," she grinned. "Now hush, and sit here." Carefully, so as not to catch him on the fabric, she slipped her hand inside his swim trunks. Hizashi hummed once more, deeper this time, and turned his head to kiss her.

"Thas' good... real good." He slumped, relaxing, as she pet him gently. Elly settled her chin on his shoulder and took in his body as he moaned. His lightly tanned skin was flushed from and oil mixed with beads of sweat dripped down, rolling across his defined abdomen. Other trickles caught and shone in his small patch of chest hair and the trail leading to his pubic hair below, where she could feel but not see.

She rubbed just underneath the head of his member, pressing against the spot that gave him the most pleasure. Hizashi whined and pulled her free arm further up, using it like a shield to hide his blushing face. His glazed eyes peeked out over the top, nervously looking around. He didn't see anyone on the lawn, but if he got too loud it wouldn't matter. Everyone would hear him, just like the last time. Still, he thought he would risk it.

"Do that thing," he pleaded softly. "The - the squeeze thing you do." He sighed dreamily, the breath softly exhaling from between his slightly parted lips. "Ohhhh, princess, yes. That feels so good."

"Just tell me when you're close, sweetie. I've got the towel ready."

"Mmn." He sank further into her embrace, relishing the feel of the sun on his skin and her hand on him below. The pressure in his groin deepened but didn't break; she had slowed her movements to prolong the act. "Ughh, you tease," he whispered, his voice pitching as he yearned for more. His hips bucked eagerly, trying to make her hand speed up. She did move a little faster, but not enough. He whimpered pathetically.

"You don't want to come too fast, do you?"

"No-o-o-o."

"Then go with it."

"Yes, dear." He chuckled when she gasped. This was turning her on as well. She always said she loved giving him pleasure, especially when she could watch him.

"I can't wait to hear you try and come quietly," she giggled. Elly kissed his forehead softly, purring with glee. Her hand sped again, a little more, and he started to squirm.

"Almost," he panted, "there, now... wh - what the?!" A shadow fell across them and both jumped guiltily. He jerked forward, unable to stop as the pressure suddenly burst.

Aizawa leaned over the fence with one eyebrow raised. He lifted his coffee cup at them in greeting.

Hizashi let out a prolonged, desperate keen. He stared at his friend incredulously as the other watched him shiver through his orgasm. Aizawa did not seem concerned, though he blushed and turned his head when she moved the towel to catch the overflow.

"She told you to be quiet," he said blandly. "What she should have warned you about, however, was that there is a stray cat on the grounds by your patio. I feed it every day."

"I forgot," the cat woman said sheepishly, laying her ears back.

"Awww, c'mon! Ellyyyyy!" He dropped his head, groaning.

"It's not like I don't know every single time you two engage in sexual activities." The laconic man grunted and pointed at his apartment, directly on top of theirs. "I'm right above you. Not like it matters," he added under his breath. "Everybody hears you."

"Shotaaaaa!" His face had turned an alarming shade of purple by now.

"Cut that out, Zashi." Aizawa glared at him. "You're scaring the cat away."

Elly couldn't help it; she began to laugh.