(This is genuinely the first smut I've ever written hopefully it ain't bad)
Snow blanketed the ground with the blinding white colors, as well as the road. One would have to be insane to drive through this weather. Rantaro had been planning to venture out when the weather wasn't too bad, the snowflakes calmly drifting onto the ground. Now, it was a blizzard, difficult to see even two feet in front of you.
Luckily for Rantaro, Korekiyo's house wasn't too far. Kiyo would understand why he was stopping by, hopefully. He was shivering, taking each careful step into a thick mound of the white snowflakes. He knocked on the door, soom welcomed by the masked face of the long haired male.
"Oh? Rantaro?" Kiyo stepped aside, welcoming the other in quickly after noticing the weather. Rantaro thanked him, almost immediately noticing a heater standing up by the couch. He sat directly in front of it, warming up with a smile.
"Might I ask what brings you here?" Kiyo asked him, sitting next to the other on the couch.
"Weather." The other responded, leaning back in comfort. "Thanks for letting me in, though."
"I suppose the weather is very unfortunate for your circumstances." Korekiyo hummed out, glancing out the window. "But... wouldn't you say, it is quite beautiful how mother nature gives us such splendid scenery?"
Rantaro looked up at the window, leaning his head back slightly as he stared. "You aren't wrong on that part. It is pretty beautiful."
Kiyo gave Rantaro a quick glance, before saying, "Why don't you take off your coat?"
"Ah, sorry." He laughed gently, standing up to strip it off and hang it on the coat rack. "I didn't realize I still had it on."
A couple thoughts circulated through Korekiyo's head, but he refrained from speaking his mind. "It's still going to become rather warm, Rantaro. If it affects you in any way, tell me."
Rantaro shook his head, sitting back down next to Kiyo, relaxing. "I should be fine, but I'm not sure this weathers gonna clear up anytime soon..."
"If you need, you could stay here for the night." Kiyo suggested, which made Rantaro smile gently and nod his head. "That'd be great. Thanks dude, really appreciate it."
The green haired male placed a cold hand onto the others shoulder, his smile broadening.
Although it wasn't visible thanks to the others mask, Kiyo smirked.
"Of course, Rantaro."
***
The storm still hadn't cleared, only ensuring that it was nearly impossible to get home without proper gear. The nighttime moon was clouded by the snow clouds cascading to the ground. Rantaro had been fast asleep in the guest bedroom, heater on high, wrapped in multiple blankets to keep warm.
Korekiyo lay in his own room, unable to sleep. His mind was constantly ravaged by the thoughts of the adventurer.
But Korekiyo was loyal to Sister.
Well, that's what he thought.
He took in a deep breath, allowing his thoughts to take over his mind, stripping off the rest of his clothes, and beginning to slowly stroke his growing member. Knowing the other male was sleeping, he murmured his name softly, trying not to wake him up due to the quiet groans escaping his lips.
Not even a couple minutes after he began, he heard a knock at the door, and stopped in his tracks.
"Kiyo...?" A sleepy sounding Rantaro asked. "I thought I heard you..."
