“What were you thinking about?” he asked. Ban let his arms fall away from Ginji’s neck to his side.

 “You. And this,” Ban answered honestly, meeting Ginji’s gaze. Ginji smiled again, clambering playfully on top of Ban.

 “And what do you think?”

 “I think you talk too much,” Ban smirked, and grasped Ginji’s face for another kiss. Now Ban could feel Ginji’s excitement pressing against his stomach. Not knowing how far Ginji wanted to take this, he cautiously let his hands wander down Ginji’s chest and onto his hips. Then slowly towards Ginji’s backside. He let his hands rest there for a while, kneading and stroking the soft flesh, whilst not breaking their kiss for a second. For his part, Ginji was busy playing with Ban’s nipples, feeling totally relaxed in their progressively epic snogging session. As Ginji made no protest to Ban’s increasingly bold explorations, he let his hands wander beneath Ginji’s underwear, eliciting a sharp intake of air from Ginji when his hands finally touched his manhood. Their kiss broken, Ban breathed deeply and opened his eyes to see Ginji smiling in seeming ecstasy on top of him. Taking that as encouragement, Ban being plying Ginji more firmly, making his blond partner gasp.

 “Ban-chan…” he breathed. Ban made no reply. Just continued to lie back, lazily playing with a writhing Ginji straddling his stomach, content to watch Ginji’s increasing excitement and hear him call his name in pleasure. “Ban-chan..,” Ginji said again, “You…should stop…doing that…or…I’m going to…” Ban laughed.

 “That’s the idea, Idiot!”

 “I know that…but…I want to do something for you…” Ginji gasped.

 “Ohhhhh. I see. You want to finish what you started.” Ban teased, intensifying his grip on Ginji. But Ginji seemed to make up his mind and grabbed Ban’s arms, pushing them to the ground and forcing Ban’s hands out of Ginji’s pants. He just sat there for a time, panting, and staring down into Ban’s eyes. Then Ginji smiled broadly (and, Ban thought, decidedly mischievously).

 “Yes, I do,” he beamed, and passionately kissed Ban, continuing to pin down his friend’s arms. Ban could have easily fought him off (he wasn’t, after all, particularly comfortable being held down) but he trusted Ginji, and he was enjoying the kiss, with all the love and lust his blond friend was pouring into it. So he let Ginji do as he liked, trying desperately to return the feelings Ginji was expressing in that kiss. And he was definitly aroused. Watching Ginji, and touching him, had done that. Now Ginji’s hands were leaving his arms and were wandering back to his chest. His partner shifted down so that he was sitting on Ban’s legs, stretching his body over Ban’s as he reached in to continue the kiss. His hands moved to Ban’s hips, and rested their, supporting his weight whilst he kissed his dark haired friend’s bottom lip, then his chin, his neck, his shoulders, pausing teasingly over his nipples, then downwards to his chest, his stomach, and now Ban could see exactly where this (or rather, Ginji) was going. He rested a hand lightly in Ginji’s hair and closed his eyes blissfully as he felt Ginji pull down his boxers. And he himself gasped slightly as he felt Ginji’s lips brush against his staff. Ban knew he was already so aroused it wouldn’t take long for Ginji to finish him off, and he wondered if he should make Ginji stop as he had him. But then he knew it was too late as Ginji took him in his mouth. Ban had no idea if Ginji had ever been with a man before, but he seemed to know just how to excite Ban. He gently flicked his tongue up and down Ban’s length, then ravenously devoured him in his mouth. Again and again, faster and more ruthlessly until Ban was gasping for air, feeling himself getting so close, until finally Ban could hold back no longer and he came, breathing Ginji’s name as he did so. Then he relaxed, opening his eyes as he felt Ginji come up and lay beside him. His friend and now, he supposed, lover, was smiling brightly at him. Ban gave a small smile in return then leaned over to kiss Ginji, rolling onto his side and reaching out to embrace him. That was something he didn’t think he’s ever done before. Cuddling, that is. Ginji gladly returned the embrace. But for once, neither of them had anything to say, so they just lay there for a long while in each others arms on the warm, crispy grass, the heat of the day forgotten.