RP Log - Gremio, Watari
Finished!RP, wherein Gremio and Watari have just gotten back from their respective journeys, and find that they've missed each other. A lot. ^_~ Warning: While beginning somewhat fluffy, there are certain insinuated activities towards the end that could be rated somewhere between a T and an (mild) M. So as long as you're okay with that... ^^;
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Watari sighed as he left the stables. He had just returned from Zexey, and to tell the truth, he was a bit tired. He had been gone nearly a month, and he was ready for a break. As he walked along, he thought of something and smiled, digging in a pack and dragging out a wrapped package. Smiling to himself, he went to Gremio's door and knocked.
Gremio had just put his well-travelled bags down when he heard a knock at his door. Curious as to who would want to visit him so soon after his arrival back at the castle, he opened the door to face his ninja. He immediately broke into a happy smile, though it could barely be seen with the Gouran hat covering his face.
Watari let out a tiny chuckle at the hat and lifted it off, bending to kiss him. "Konnichiwa, Gremio-chan," he said, stepping in.
The happy expression could be clearly seen now that the hat had been removed. Gremio stepped forward and hugged Watari tightly, feeling a rush of relief that he was back in one piece. "Good afternoon, Watari," was his simple, gentle response.
Watari smiled, hugging his lover back, shutting the door gently. "Sorry I haven't been around for awhile. I had a job in Zexey." He pecked Gremio's cheek. "How have you been, Gremio-chan?" he asked.
The happy look across his face changed to a mixture of amusement and weariness. "Actually, I haven't been here at all," he replied, "since Viki accidentally teleported me after I saw you off at the castle gates. I've only just got back myself." He laughed then, running his fingers through windswept hair.
Watari blinked and laughed. "What perfect timing then, eh?" He nuzzled him before letting go. "Well, go sit down and I'll make us some tea, hmm?"
Smiling once again, Gremio shook his head. "You've probably had a much more difficult journey than I have. I'll make the tea." He quickly leant forward, giving the other a gentle kiss to the cheek, before turning round and heading straight to the kitchen. Before Watari could object, Gremio was already busy.
Watari didn't intend to. He smiled at his lover and removed his shoes, going to sit on the bed to wait for him. He laid back on it, closing his eyes, though he was listening to Gremio still.
The usual noises of tea making came from the kitchen, and for a moment, Gremio fell silent, concentrating on what he was doing. When the tea was ready, he was walked to the bed with a cup in each hand. Though he knew the ninja knew he was there, he still spoke up. "How was your mission? I know I'm not supposed to know any of the details, but I hope everything went well." He placed the cups on the bedside table and sat down on the bed, finally removing his shoes.
Watari leaned over for a cup, wrapping an arm around Gremio's waist in the process. "It went well enough. I got my money and the client got what they wanted." He shrugged, sipping the tea before laying back down, wrapping both arms around Gremio now.
Gremio laid down beside his ninja, comfortable with the other's arms around him, and nuzzled him gently. "I'm glad. I was worried about you..." He paused then, holding back a sigh at the warmth of simply being held. It had been a month since he had been teleported into a snow drift in Kouan, but it was only now that the cold was being chased away.
Watari smiled at the nuzzling, stroking Gremio's hair gently. He held Gremio close, listening to his quiete breathing. "I missed you alot," he whispered, breathing in the scent of the cook he held in his arms.
"I missed you too," came the gentle reply. He thought back to his journey, of all the times he'd wondered how the other was fairing. Smiling almost involuntarilly against Watari's shoulder, he said, "It's been a strange month, hasn't it?"
"Hai, that is has," Watari mumured. "But it's getting a lot better with you here."
Gremio leaned away for a moment to give Watari a gentle kiss. "I'm glad you feel as I do." He brought up his hand and played absently with a few strands of the other's hair, before bringing hand down to caress his face.
Watari's eye drifted half shut as he let out a soft sound of pleasure, a hand absently twirling the ends of Gremio's hair through his fingers. He turned his face in, gently kissing the palm of Gremio's hand.
Gremio blushed very faintly at that - his hands had always been quite sensitive. He continued to stroke Watari's cheek, but leant in, kissing him again.
Watari sighed, kissing him back, pulling Gremio closer, a hand sliding up the cook's shirt to feel along the bare skin of his back.
Gremio blushed fully then. His back was very sensitive, and the touch made him sigh with contentment.
Watari ran his lips over the red cheeks, his hand continuing to stroke Gremio's back beneath his shirt, his other arm around his waist, keeping him close.
Gremio brought his lips to the other's, kissing him firmly while the touch on his back sent tiny shivers down his spine. He let one of his hands wander, gently moving across Watari's chest.
Watari smiled, letting him kiss him, returning them. He ran his tongue over Gremio's lips and finally moved into his mouth, being slow and gentle, letting Gremio's hand wander as it pleased. His own was stroking up and down Gremio's spine while his free one freely stroke and tangled instelf in Gremio's hair.
Gremio let Watari explore his mouth for a moment before moving his own tongue into action. The kiss was soft and slow, and drew him in even closer to the body he was laid beside. His hand continued to wander, trailing down a muscled arm.
Watari's hand slipped around under Gremio's shirt to run up and down the smooth belly, moaning softly as Gremio kissed him back and traced his arm. His free hand tangled itself deeper into Gremio's golden tresses, making the kiss deeper and pulling their bodies even closer than before, if it was at all possible.
At the movement of the touch, Gremio sighed contentedly into the kiss, pulling back only to take a breath of air. At some point, he had let his eyes fall closed, and it was only now that he realised, opening them again and taking in a view of Watari, so close to him. Bringing up his free hand, he cupped Watari's face and reknewed the kiss.
Watari smiled into the kiss, engaging Gremio eargerly, his hand pulling out from under his shirt to pull open a few buttons, opening it up to reveal his chest, and paused, his hand on the skin, asking permission as they continued to share breath.
Gremio smiled back almost serenely, despite the flushed look across his face and the dishevelled hair framing it. Noticing the pause, he brushed his lips across Watari's in the faintest of kisses, giving permission without words.
Watari undid the rest of the shirt, drawing it away gently, running his hands over the bare chest and abdomen before moving his lips down to graze over the skin. He was light as a butterflies touch, being gentle and wary, letting Gremio dictate the pace, or if he even wanted this at all.
Gremio gasped lightly at the feeling of lips on skin. Everywhere they touched, he felt his skin tingle at the sensation. His hands reflexively made their way to Watari's neck and shoulders, one gently scraping upwards into two-toned hair, and the other slowly tracing it's way across his back.
Watari murmured his approval, pressing his lips harder to the skin, finding his most sensitive places and paying special attention to them. A hand had slipped to his back, running up and down Gremio's spine while his lips traced fiery kisses along his body.
Gremio moaned then, small shivers running across his body at both touches. Slowly bringing Watari's head up to meet his own, Gremio kissed him firmly, tongue clashing with tongue, before leaving the other's mouth to kiss his neck.
Watari leaned his head to the side, allowing Gremio to do as he pleased, moaning softly. He delighted in the feel of the other's mouth on his neck, his hands ghosting over Gremio's flesh.
Gremio smiled for a moment before continuing his kisses, occasionally sucking gently at the bared flesh. As he did so, he moved his hand through black and white strands of hair, enjoying the feeling.
Watari felt himself melting at the touches, his moans becoming a bit louder. His hands explored more risquely, and his breath came a bit faster.
Gremio pulled away to return back to Watari's mouth, kisses more gentle this time. While one hand was occupied with the ninja's hair, the other continued it's slow, almost teasing trail down his side. After a moment, he had to pull away again to catch his breath, finding his heart quickening at the touches he was recieving.
Watari returned the kisses with the same gentleness, looking into Gremio's eyes when they parted for breath. His breath came in pants and soft gasps as his hands stroked the warm body beneath him, and icy blue met emerald green. He gulped softly to himself. "Gremio, do you...do you want to do this?" he asked. His body told him he wanted it very much, but if Gremio did not, then his body could just hold itself back.
Gremio looked up at Watari, at the warmth in his gaze, and smiled to himself. Still finding his breath, he nodded his assent. Leaning forward to press their heads together, not breaking contact, he managed to murmur, "I do."
Something was let loose in Watari, the ninja could feel it. He pressed his lips to Gremio's and lost himself after that. All he knew was the feeling of Gremio against him, of a sudden burning in his body that was sweeping through him. He had never felt anything like it, and it was intoxicating like a drug. The moment the burning in him reached its peek, his mind whited out and with a soft cry he fell to his elbows over Gremio, panting, coated in sweat, looking into the other's eyes.
Gremio smiled up at him, his face flushed from both exertion and happiness. He pulled a few of the many stray strands of hair that clung to his neck back into place before putting his arms gently round the ninja in a soft hug.
Watari smiled, hugging back before kissing him gently and sliding to the side, wrapping his arms around Gremio tightly, keeping them close. He pressed his face into Gremio's neck as their legs twined, breathing in his scent - his Gremio's scent.
Gremio sighed happily then, nuzzling Watari untill he found a comfortable spot against his shoulder to rest his head against. His eyes began to involuntarilly close as the warmth, comfort and exhaustion slowly crept up on him, and his breath began to even out. As he slowly fell asleep in the Watari's arms, he quietly murmured, "... I love you..."
A smile spread over Watari's lips and gropped, finding the edge of the comforter and pulling it over them before wrapping his arm back around the cook. His lips found Gremio's ear, kissing it gently. "I love you too," he murmured. He cradled Gremio close, laying his head on the pillows as Gremio used him as one and let his eyes drift shut into sleep, his grip never loosening.
-Das Ende-
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Watari sighed as he left the stables. He had just returned from Zexey, and to tell the truth, he was a bit tired. He had been gone nearly a month, and he was ready for a break. As he walked along, he thought of something and smiled, digging in a pack and dragging out a wrapped package. Smiling to himself, he went to Gremio's door and knocked.
Gremio had just put his well-travelled bags down when he heard a knock at his door. Curious as to who would want to visit him so soon after his arrival back at the castle, he opened the door to face his ninja. He immediately broke into a happy smile, though it could barely be seen with the Gouran hat covering his face.
Watari let out a tiny chuckle at the hat and lifted it off, bending to kiss him. "Konnichiwa, Gremio-chan," he said, stepping in.
The happy expression could be clearly seen now that the hat had been removed. Gremio stepped forward and hugged Watari tightly, feeling a rush of relief that he was back in one piece. "Good afternoon, Watari," was his simple, gentle response.
Watari smiled, hugging his lover back, shutting the door gently. "Sorry I haven't been around for awhile. I had a job in Zexey." He pecked Gremio's cheek. "How have you been, Gremio-chan?" he asked.
The happy look across his face changed to a mixture of amusement and weariness. "Actually, I haven't been here at all," he replied, "since Viki accidentally teleported me after I saw you off at the castle gates. I've only just got back myself." He laughed then, running his fingers through windswept hair.
Watari blinked and laughed. "What perfect timing then, eh?" He nuzzled him before letting go. "Well, go sit down and I'll make us some tea, hmm?"
Smiling once again, Gremio shook his head. "You've probably had a much more difficult journey than I have. I'll make the tea." He quickly leant forward, giving the other a gentle kiss to the cheek, before turning round and heading straight to the kitchen. Before Watari could object, Gremio was already busy.
Watari didn't intend to. He smiled at his lover and removed his shoes, going to sit on the bed to wait for him. He laid back on it, closing his eyes, though he was listening to Gremio still.
The usual noises of tea making came from the kitchen, and for a moment, Gremio fell silent, concentrating on what he was doing. When the tea was ready, he was walked to the bed with a cup in each hand. Though he knew the ninja knew he was there, he still spoke up. "How was your mission? I know I'm not supposed to know any of the details, but I hope everything went well." He placed the cups on the bedside table and sat down on the bed, finally removing his shoes.
Watari leaned over for a cup, wrapping an arm around Gremio's waist in the process. "It went well enough. I got my money and the client got what they wanted." He shrugged, sipping the tea before laying back down, wrapping both arms around Gremio now.
Gremio laid down beside his ninja, comfortable with the other's arms around him, and nuzzled him gently. "I'm glad. I was worried about you..." He paused then, holding back a sigh at the warmth of simply being held. It had been a month since he had been teleported into a snow drift in Kouan, but it was only now that the cold was being chased away.
Watari smiled at the nuzzling, stroking Gremio's hair gently. He held Gremio close, listening to his quiete breathing. "I missed you alot," he whispered, breathing in the scent of the cook he held in his arms.
"I missed you too," came the gentle reply. He thought back to his journey, of all the times he'd wondered how the other was fairing. Smiling almost involuntarilly against Watari's shoulder, he said, "It's been a strange month, hasn't it?"
"Hai, that is has," Watari mumured. "But it's getting a lot better with you here."
Gremio leaned away for a moment to give Watari a gentle kiss. "I'm glad you feel as I do." He brought up his hand and played absently with a few strands of the other's hair, before bringing hand down to caress his face.
Watari's eye drifted half shut as he let out a soft sound of pleasure, a hand absently twirling the ends of Gremio's hair through his fingers. He turned his face in, gently kissing the palm of Gremio's hand.
Gremio blushed very faintly at that - his hands had always been quite sensitive. He continued to stroke Watari's cheek, but leant in, kissing him again.
Watari sighed, kissing him back, pulling Gremio closer, a hand sliding up the cook's shirt to feel along the bare skin of his back.
Gremio blushed fully then. His back was very sensitive, and the touch made him sigh with contentment.
Watari ran his lips over the red cheeks, his hand continuing to stroke Gremio's back beneath his shirt, his other arm around his waist, keeping him close.
Gremio brought his lips to the other's, kissing him firmly while the touch on his back sent tiny shivers down his spine. He let one of his hands wander, gently moving across Watari's chest.
Watari smiled, letting him kiss him, returning them. He ran his tongue over Gremio's lips and finally moved into his mouth, being slow and gentle, letting Gremio's hand wander as it pleased. His own was stroking up and down Gremio's spine while his free one freely stroke and tangled instelf in Gremio's hair.
Gremio let Watari explore his mouth for a moment before moving his own tongue into action. The kiss was soft and slow, and drew him in even closer to the body he was laid beside. His hand continued to wander, trailing down a muscled arm.
Watari's hand slipped around under Gremio's shirt to run up and down the smooth belly, moaning softly as Gremio kissed him back and traced his arm. His free hand tangled itself deeper into Gremio's golden tresses, making the kiss deeper and pulling their bodies even closer than before, if it was at all possible.
At the movement of the touch, Gremio sighed contentedly into the kiss, pulling back only to take a breath of air. At some point, he had let his eyes fall closed, and it was only now that he realised, opening them again and taking in a view of Watari, so close to him. Bringing up his free hand, he cupped Watari's face and reknewed the kiss.
Watari smiled into the kiss, engaging Gremio eargerly, his hand pulling out from under his shirt to pull open a few buttons, opening it up to reveal his chest, and paused, his hand on the skin, asking permission as they continued to share breath.
Gremio smiled back almost serenely, despite the flushed look across his face and the dishevelled hair framing it. Noticing the pause, he brushed his lips across Watari's in the faintest of kisses, giving permission without words.
Watari undid the rest of the shirt, drawing it away gently, running his hands over the bare chest and abdomen before moving his lips down to graze over the skin. He was light as a butterflies touch, being gentle and wary, letting Gremio dictate the pace, or if he even wanted this at all.
Gremio gasped lightly at the feeling of lips on skin. Everywhere they touched, he felt his skin tingle at the sensation. His hands reflexively made their way to Watari's neck and shoulders, one gently scraping upwards into two-toned hair, and the other slowly tracing it's way across his back.
Watari murmured his approval, pressing his lips harder to the skin, finding his most sensitive places and paying special attention to them. A hand had slipped to his back, running up and down Gremio's spine while his lips traced fiery kisses along his body.
Gremio moaned then, small shivers running across his body at both touches. Slowly bringing Watari's head up to meet his own, Gremio kissed him firmly, tongue clashing with tongue, before leaving the other's mouth to kiss his neck.
Watari leaned his head to the side, allowing Gremio to do as he pleased, moaning softly. He delighted in the feel of the other's mouth on his neck, his hands ghosting over Gremio's flesh.
Gremio smiled for a moment before continuing his kisses, occasionally sucking gently at the bared flesh. As he did so, he moved his hand through black and white strands of hair, enjoying the feeling.
Watari felt himself melting at the touches, his moans becoming a bit louder. His hands explored more risquely, and his breath came a bit faster.
Gremio pulled away to return back to Watari's mouth, kisses more gentle this time. While one hand was occupied with the ninja's hair, the other continued it's slow, almost teasing trail down his side. After a moment, he had to pull away again to catch his breath, finding his heart quickening at the touches he was recieving.
Watari returned the kisses with the same gentleness, looking into Gremio's eyes when they parted for breath. His breath came in pants and soft gasps as his hands stroked the warm body beneath him, and icy blue met emerald green. He gulped softly to himself. "Gremio, do you...do you want to do this?" he asked. His body told him he wanted it very much, but if Gremio did not, then his body could just hold itself back.
Gremio looked up at Watari, at the warmth in his gaze, and smiled to himself. Still finding his breath, he nodded his assent. Leaning forward to press their heads together, not breaking contact, he managed to murmur, "I do."
Something was let loose in Watari, the ninja could feel it. He pressed his lips to Gremio's and lost himself after that. All he knew was the feeling of Gremio against him, of a sudden burning in his body that was sweeping through him. He had never felt anything like it, and it was intoxicating like a drug. The moment the burning in him reached its peek, his mind whited out and with a soft cry he fell to his elbows over Gremio, panting, coated in sweat, looking into the other's eyes.
Gremio smiled up at him, his face flushed from both exertion and happiness. He pulled a few of the many stray strands of hair that clung to his neck back into place before putting his arms gently round the ninja in a soft hug.
Watari smiled, hugging back before kissing him gently and sliding to the side, wrapping his arms around Gremio tightly, keeping them close. He pressed his face into Gremio's neck as their legs twined, breathing in his scent - his Gremio's scent.
Gremio sighed happily then, nuzzling Watari untill he found a comfortable spot against his shoulder to rest his head against. His eyes began to involuntarilly close as the warmth, comfort and exhaustion slowly crept up on him, and his breath began to even out. As he slowly fell asleep in the Watari's arms, he quietly murmured, "... I love you..."
A smile spread over Watari's lips and gropped, finding the edge of the comforter and pulling it over them before wrapping his arm back around the cook. His lips found Gremio's ear, kissing it gently. "I love you too," he murmured. He cradled Gremio close, laying his head on the pillows as Gremio used him as one and let his eyes drift shut into sleep, his grip never loosening.
-Das Ende-
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