“You came from fingering me?”
“It’s definitely improved.” Kagesawa sat at his desk and browsed through the diagnostic data.
“That’s a considerable increase,” Satoru agreed. Any amount of synchronisation exercises wouldn’t have produced these results in such a short time.
“All right, well, I’m up for a repeat of that any time. For professional reasons, of course.” Kagesawa grinned.
The evening’s exercise had not only improved the link between him and Satoru but also eased connecting to the BCI. It wasn’t at its previous level but came close.
From Satoru’s side, the difference was probably even more stark. The look on his face when he’d cum without so much as touching himself had been priceless. Thinking about it gave Kagesawa the warm fuzzies.
“You don’t have to be so smug about it.” Satoru shoved him, but instead of being upset or sulking, he lowered his chin onto Kagesawa’s shoulder and nuzzled against his neck in a way that sent shivers down his back.
“Swift revenge, I see.” Unaccustomed to such intimacy, the nuzzle was enough to distract Kagesawa. It was already difficult enough to switch between tasks, but to have to try to concentrate on something much less interesting while he could have been—
“I am a bit tired, though. For real this time,” Satoru said.
“Me too…” Kagesawa sighed.
“But?”
“But I could always go for another round. Always.” He groaned at his own stupid self. It hadn’t been this bad since his teenage years. It probably hadn’t been this bad even then.
“Hmm, fine.”
“What ‘fine’?”
“We could test if the feedback loop works.” Harumine seemed surprisingly, almost suspiciously forthcoming.
“Oh, like you say, ‘for science’?”
“Yes, sure, that’s the reason.”
“Is it really that infectious through the link?”
“I’d dampen, but it’s too late now. Might as well.” Satoru kissed his neck.
“You really are quite sensitive.”
“Shut up.” Satoru grabbed Kagesawa by the hair, turned his head to kiss him and sat on his lap to rub himself against what was already getting hard.
Can you be gentle with me again? That was rather nice in its own way.Kagesawa was in the mood for something more mellow. Satoru let out a little snort.
“I can work with this…” He nibbled on Kagesawa’s lips.
Kagesawa’s mind was flooded with soft and cuddly thoughts. He smiled as he kissed Satoru.
You’re such a softie.
Chapter 17
Kagesawa returned from a morning run, had a quick shower and started making breakfast.
It had been Satoru’s suggestion to try to form a daily routine to see if that would improve Kagesawa’s impaired executive functions. The few days he’d tried it so far were promising: Satoru would give him a supportive mental push through the link to get started, but once he was up and running, the momentum was easy enough to maintain. The regular exercise and healthier meals were no miracle cure, but he could tell they were making a difference.
When he had a particularly loathsome task he couldn’t get himself to start, Satoru would help him out. He’d accomplished at least twice as much this week, yet he wasn’t as mentally drained after. He’d even managed to process the rest of his credit chips on his own, not to mention devise a more secure financial plan. It had been a secret dream of his to someday be smarter with his finances, but he’d never had the energy to trudge through the research until now. Humming to himself while filleting the fish and chopping up the vegetables, he was in a splendid mood.
Satoru emerged from his room. He’d woken up to help Kagesawa start his routine but then gone back to bed. He didn’t seem ill, just not in a great mood. Kagesawa wondered if he could do something to cheer him up, maybe share some of his own good mood through the link.