Makoto Tachibana from Free!

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Makoto looks up at the sky, watching the white dots of snow fall to the ground. He sticks his tongue out in an attempt to catch some. A snowflake lands there. He smiles as it melts in his mouth. You, on the other hand, take a chunk of the cold snow and ball it up. He has his back to you, not paying any attention. And this gives you the perfect opportunity to throw that snowball at him. You giggle when it hits him right in the center of his back.

He immediately whips around. "That's not very nice, you know. I'm going to get you!" Makoto taunts. You squeak and run away before he can catch you. But with his athletic swimming build, he runs much faster than anyone, causing him to capture you in no time.

He playfully tackles you to the ground and makes you fall into the plush snow. He hovers over you, trapping you with his arms and legs on either side of your body. His cheeks and nose are tinted with a faint red due to the freezing weather. Little puffs escape his lips as he laughs, donning a sly expression. You raise an eyebrow.

"What's so funny?"

"This." Makoto replies before taking his hands and placing them on your sides. He's tickling you. You squeal and try to squirm out of his grasp.

"Mako-chan... S-stop!" You gasp in between fits of laughter. "Okay, ________." He says. But instead of just letting you go, he scoops you up and carries you all the way to the house you two live in. Both of you take your coats off once entering the house. "Hot chocolate?" You offer. Makoto nods back in response. You smile and go into the kitchen.

While you're mixing the ingredients together for the drinks, you feel a familiar pair of arms slither down to your waist, following with kisses up your neck and along your cheeks. "I love you too, baby."

The two of you begin to drink the hot cocoa in a comfortable silence.

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"You know what?"

"What is it?" He looks into your eyes with his comforting green ones.

"I really love you."

"You know I'll always love you back, ________. No matter what."

*****

About an hour passes by. Your breathing softens and becomes more audible. "________?" He whispers. You don't answer because you fell asleep in his lap.

"________."

You whine and open your eyes. Makoto looks down at you in a loving expression while his eyes well in passion. He really, really loves you.

You get up from your slouching position and sit up in Makoto's lap. You nestle your head in the crook of his neck, wrapping your legs around his torso. "Pick me up." You demand in your cute, sleepy voice, shutting your eyes again. He laughs. "Alright, alright. Let's go to bed." Makoto picks you up and carries you to the bedroom.

*****

"Makoto..." You whisper and poke his shoulder. He wakes in his spot of the bed you share. "Hm?" He hums and rolls over to face you.

"I never got my kiss yesterday." You pout in the dark, your face illuminated by the moonlight seeping in through the window. "Why are you telling me now, ________? It's-" he glances at the digital clock, "-Almost three in the morning."

You don't listen. You go in anyway. You savor his hot breaths, the way his lips feel against yours. His hands caress your head, and yours rest on his broad shoulders. The sexy sighs and quiet moans you both produced turns you on, making you want more. You try to slip your tongue into his mouth, for the first time, but Makoto pulls away in an instant.

"What's wrong, baby? Too scared?" You tease him and trace your finger along his jaw. His face flushes a bit, but he shortly puts on a grin.

"I wasn't ready yet. Let's try that again."

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