Super Love

Chapter 1

"Gintoki!" Shinpachi's sweet voice resonated throughout the living room, punctuated by the slamming of the door upon his entrance.

Groaning, Gin peeked out from under the latest shonen jump magazine.

Shinpachi was grinning, white teeth gleaming in his crooked smile. His brown hair was messy, long strands a tangled mess on his forehead. With ruffled robes and a heaving chest, it was clear that he was excited about something.

Gin turned around, burrowing into the warm comfort of the couch, pretending as if he hadn't heard Shinpachi. As heavy footsteps thudded his way towards him, Gin barely stifled another groan.

This better be good.

A soft hand reached under the magazine covering Gin's eyes, moving it away with a tenderness that made Gin's breath catch in his throat. The hand lifted the magazine off of Gin's eyes, revealing the honey brown irises of Shinpachi's eyes.

He must be really happy today, as the lines around his eyes crinkled with a joyous smile and a rosy blush settled on his cheeks. The sharp edge of his canines peeked out of his mouth, biting into the pink flesh of his lip.

Gin's eyes watched, mesmerized, as Shinpachi released his bottom lip and soothed the spot with a quick swipe of his tongue. Unconsciously, Gin mirrored the movement, running his tongue across his lips, noticing how uncomfortably chapped they were.

Glancing at Shinpachi's plump lips and the shine on them left by his saliva, Gin noted that Shinpachi's lips would be a lot softer. Only for scientific purposes, of course.

"-in. Gin!" Shinpachi called again, snapping his fingers in front of Gin's face. His brow furrowed in concern, and Gin placed his middle finger in the space between Shin's eyebrows, rubbing at the tension and forcing his muscles to relax. Gin definitely wasn't zoning out thinking about Shinpachi's lips.

"Gin." Shinpachi whispered in a deep voice. Gin noticed a comforting warmth seeping onto his body, as Shinpachi was pressing him towards the couch. His friend's entire body weight was on top of him, knee resting naturally in between Gin's thighs.

Gin's fingers flicked Shinpachi square on the forehead.

"Oi, what do you want? Make it quick, I haven't finished this week's JUMP."

Shinpachi frowned, shifting his weight on the small couch.

"I was telling you what I wanted, but you weren't listening," Shinpachi muttered, turning his head to lay completely on Gin's chest. Absently, he brought his slender fingers up from his side to play with the folds of Gin's robes.

He didn't notice the way Gin's heart thudded against his chest whenever his nails scraped lightly on the naked skin under the robeds.

"Wha- ngh.. What was it that you- ugh, stop!" Shinpachi had abandoned the robes to directly finger the surface of Gin's skin, scratching long strokes on Gin's chest.

His nails were on the longer side, but they were still gentle, still soft. Everything about Shinpachi was soft. They continued their movement.

Up and down. Up and down. Up and down.

They scratched a mole on their journey down, and Shinpachi paused, taking his time to rub the pad of his finger on the mole's surface, soothingly.

"Ngh-" Gin groaned, barely able to bite off the sound before it left his throat. This position should not be that sensual.

Gin held his breath unwillingly, as Shinpachi's hand slipped further under his robes, bringing a searing heat with them.

They wandered, curiously, past the edges of Gin's robes and towards the center of his chest.