Settling down

The sun filtered in through the window, lighting up the bedroom, Raguna attempted to cover his face, snuggling deeper into the pillow. His eyes peeked open and he jolted suddenly, this was not his room, or his house. He looked down and Kross was curled up to him, sleeping softly, puffs of air brushing his abdomen. Raguna's face flushed as he began to remember the night before, and a dull ache in his head confirmed just how much the two had had to drink. Millions of thoughts floated around in his head, did Kross mean any of it, was it a mistake? He had been barely able to walk after all, there was a chance he wouldn't remember any of it. Before Raguna could make a decision, Kross stirred, blinking a few times then blushing when he discovered the situation.

"Ra..Raguna?" Kross voiced softly, as if questioning he was even there. Raguna flushed darker when Kross said his name, like it suddenly made this too real.

"I think we may have drank a bit too much last night," Raguna said quickly, hiding behind his bangs. Kross gave him an unsure look before nodding, then stood up and began getting dressed. Raguna followed his lead, yanking his clothes back on, and rubbing his neck anxiously. "I should go," he said, Kross nodded slowly, not looking at him at all. Raguna took this chance and left quickly, almost sprinting down the dirt path to his humble home. After that most of the day passed by blurry, Raguna went about his daily work, but in a haze of thought. His mind stayed up in the clouds and he would often stop whatever he was doing and zone out more. Mist even noticed the difference when she showed up at her usual time, Raguna just stood among his crops, staring out at the river.

"Raguna, Raguna? Raguna!" He jolted at the shout, dropping his watering can. Mist pouted and walked over, making sure he was paying attention. "I was calling you for a few minutes and you never noticed, what's on your mind?" she sighed and Raguna flushed lightly, picking up the can.

"Nothing really, I guess maybe the heat of the sun is getting to me" he laughed nervously, wiping some sweat from his brow. Mist nodded and they stood in silence for awhile, staring out towards the river as it passed by lazily, Mist sighed and stretched.

"Kross has been acting funny today too, he hasn't left his house all day, Anette said he even went as far as to not greet her this morning. You think he's sick? There could be a flu going around maybe, " she said offhand, and Raguna flushed in remembrance. "Oh you are looking a bit sick, maybe call it a day today?" she said, touching his forehead with the back of her hand.

"I think I might, pretty worn out from today already." He smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "Thanks Mist, I'm gunna go rest up." He waved as he headed inside, hoping a nap might take his mind off of everything.


Kross stared out he window wearily, he was not up to confronting anyone today. After everything that Had happened, he had hid himself away, feeling a bit bad when Anette came knocking at his door when she didn't see him at the mailbox. He had tried to forget it, but the small jolts of pain he got when he moved insisted on being remembered. A lot of his memories from the night before were fuzzy from the alcohol, but he was sure he had pushed himself onto Raguna. He felt stupid now, scaring off his only friend really, and practically raping him. Kross sighed sadly and seated himself gently back on the bed, and he hugged himself and sighed.

"Raguna...."


"Ah! Kross!" Raguna shot up out of bed, panting and covered in a sheet of sweat. He felt a familiar throb coming from below his waist and blushed deeply, little images from his dream still floating about his mind. Kross thrusting on top of him, moaning and Raguna pounding into him, his member throbbed at the thoughts. His room was dark now, he must have slept deep into the night, and the sound of his clock ticking filled the room. He let his hand wander below the blanket, brushing over his erection, a moan slipping from his lips.

"Kross..." he panted out, and stroked it roughly, images dancing across his vision. Kross's head thrown back ash he thrust deep into the carpenter, his legs wrapping around Raguna's sides.

"Fuck, Kross.." he moaned, stroking himself faster, his breath coming faster. Kross lips smashed against his own, how tight he was as Raguna thrust into him. Raguna cried out, cumming hard across his belly, trembling from the force. He sighed and wiped himself off with a tissue, tossing it towards a trashcan and laid back down. He felt a little dirty after doing that, he'd never really thought of anyone while masturbating, let alone anyone specific when he had wet dreams. He blushed again as he remembered the night before, and suddenly realized he wasn't sure if he could forget all of this.