Renewal: Chapter 5
<<= Chapter 4 Beginning Archive Chapter 6 =>>
Title: Renewal 5
Author: saurgristiel
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Gackt (Kagetora/Satoru), Kami, Unnamed woman
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just the idea.
Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content
Words: 2,858
Summary: A new step is taken.
Notes: A bit clichéd, but that's okay.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Gackt sat against one of the shelves in his wine cellar, with his forehead resting on his knees. His mind was a mess, trying to put her memories somewhere away from the forefront and trying to put his own memories back where they came from.
Once he felt a bit better, he got up and washed up a bit, and went to check on her. He found her curled up in bed, but he couldn’t tell if she was asleep or not.
She felt the bed dip a little and Gackt’s arm slide over her waist. Gackt pressed his forehead/nose against the nape of her neck, making an “Nnnnn…” noise. She moved her hand and intertwined their fingers. She felt him tense.
“It’s okay.” She’d known him long enough to know that he didn’t say “I’m sorry” very often. Affection and “Nnnn” meant the same thing.
“You’re awake?”
“Yeah… Are you alright?”
He sniffed. “Yeah… just… a lot just happened.”
“Yeah… sorry… That’s an extremely rare phenomenon that happens sometimes… I don’t have control over it. The cosmos like to kick me and my close ones once in a while…”
“Uh… If it’s not too painful… Could you tell me more about Kami…?”
“Kami told me that I wouldn’t remember my transformation and some of the time around it, unless something extraordinary happened. And he was right… I remembered Nami telling me stories, then he was explaining things to me, then him comforting me in his futon… Now I know what happened…”
He squeezed her hand, not used to people knowing about Kami. He took a deep breath, not beating around the bush, and stating the most important part first:
“He’s the only man… person that I’ve ever truly surrendered to… heart, mind, and body…”
“Would you show me a memory of him?” She turned to face him and comfortingly ran her hand from his shoulder to elbow. “You’re safe with me, you know that…”
He took a deep breath and they touched foreheads, knowing he just needed to think about Kami and she’d do the rest.
~~~*~~~
It took me 20 years to accept and tell him that I loved him… And another 30 to surrender completely to him… Yeah, we pleasured each other, but it took that long to get over my fears, as silly as some of them may have been…
He woke to gentle kisses on his bare chest and Kami mouthing a nipple.
He smiled, “My lips are up here…”
He felt Kami smile in a kiss. “I know, but I didn’t really want to wake you… I tired you out last night…” He stroked Satoru’s cheek. “Are you hungry?”
“Not really… last night was… a lot…”
After a few months of feeding just from Kami (or Usami), over the 50 years he’d been a vampire, he’d gotten very skilled at feeding. And although they usually went together, Satoru was plenty capable to go by himself.
They changed names and locations every 20 years, but still called each other Kami and Kage-chan. Usami had gone off on his own a few years before.
His sleeping had improved too. He no longer passed out just before sunrise, but he still woke later than Kami, hence the kisses, and a few other embarrassing things Kami had done whenever he felt sadistic. Satoru was lucky today that Kami was in a loving mood. He could tell Kami wanted to be intimate tonight.
Kami started his usual habits of foreplay, Satoru enjoying it for a bit before he spoke up.
“Kami…?”
“Mmmmmm?” His kissed and sucked Satoru’s taught abs near his navel.
“Could you… teach… me… tonight…?” Satoru blushed and Kami thought he could feel the heat from where he was, so far from Satoru’s face.
He looked up at Satoru, a spark of happiness in his eyes. “You’re ready for it…?”
“I… I…” Satoru now regretted bringing it up, his insecurities about having sex with a man were coming to the surface. He wished he could take it back, but it had been said, for the first time. Yes, Kami had told him what it entailed, but he’d never asked to experience it before.
“It’s okay if you’re not…" Kami moved and settled next to his love. He took his cheek and kissed him, “We can do that some other time-”
“But… It’s been 30 years that we’ve been… teasing each other… I’ve been teasing you… *whisper* All because I’m afraid…” Fear wasn’t something he admitted easily.
“We can go slowly, we have all the time in the world,” Kami smiled at him.
“It’s been long enough for you…” Satoru reached over and stroked down Kami’s abs, following them all the way down. Kami inhaled quickly.
“Are you…” His voice shook, “Are you sure you want to…? It’ll hurt at first…” Kami moaned as Satoru squeezed him. They’d played before, but never became one.
“I… want you to have me…” Satoru’s voice trembled. He leaned forward and kissed Kami deeply.
Kami shuddered as he pulled away and went to the small dresser to get a bottle out of it. He came back and pulled the futon’s blanket away, so Satoru was naked and had nowhere to hide. It was a warm spring night anyway.
“Really really?” He didn’t want to force anything on his love, or have him regret this.
“Yes!” Satoru huffed as he sat there, wanting Kami to just hurry up and start.
Kami was surprised that Satoru had raised his voice, a rare occurrence.
“Alright… lay down.” Kami disappeared again to get a towel, coming back to see Satoru playing with himself, which was very arousing. He looks delicious tonight… They put the towel on top of the futon and Satoru lay back again. Kami spread Satoru’s trembling legs as Satoru’s hands went to tensely rest on the futon. Kami oiled himself up, not sure if he’d have the mind to do it later.
“Above all, I need you to relax. Breathe, don’t tense up.” He scooted closer and set Satoru’s legs on his thighs. “No matter what I do, try to relax.”
Satoru nodded, lightly curling his fingers in the futon as Kami’s hands roamed some new territory. He’d stroke Satoru’s length once in a while to distract him, but nothing could distract him when he felt Kami’s finger near the orifice that their kind didn’t really need.
He tensed, out of pure surprise, when that finger went into him. He closed his eyes and tried to relax, only hearing the soothing tone of Kami’s voice, not the words. It felt rather strange.
The second finger brought pain with it. Satoru bit down a moan of pain and covered his eyes with his forearm. Kami kissed him and stroked him to get him to relax.
The third finger was more than Satoru could handle and he let out a hiss of pain.
Kami made a surprised, pained noise and said as lightly as he could, “Kage-chan, you’re gonna break my fingers if you don’t relax…” Kami stroked his favorite place: His lover’s hip.
“I know…” Satoru’s fear showed through his trembling voice.
“Shhhh… I don’t want to hurt you, Kage-chan.” Kami bit his lip and thrust his fingers into Satoru, earning a surprised scream as his lover arched up.
Satoru felt lightning shoot through all of his nerves. The arm that had been covering his eyes now lay above his head. With all the stimuli, Satoru’s vampire eyes had emerged.
“Wha~ Wha was that…?”
Kami smiled, “That’s what I’ve wanted to share with you for so long…”
Satoru let out a shaky breath, “D-do that a~gain…?” It wasn’t as surprising the second, or third time, Kami hit that spot and Satoru started to relax about this. He found himself unintentionally trying to follow Kami’s fingers as he withdrew them. He whined at the loss.
There he is… my needy lover… Kami smiled and moved, Satoru instinctively wrapping his legs around Kami’s waist.
Kami slowly entered Satoru, giving him time to adjust after each movement, but Satoru’s body protested each one. Satoru moved his legs and hips to try to get more comfortable after Kami was fully inside him. His lower back screamed at him in protest.
“K-Kami…” Satoru whimpered, a tear squeezing out of his eye.
“Shhhh… relax…you’re okay….” Kami kissed all the skin he could reach. Satoru wrapped his arms around Kami as he pulled out a little and pushed back in.
Kami moaned in pleasure and slight pain at his lover’s fingers and nails digging into his back.
“K-Kami…” Satoru sobbed, “I… I can’t… It hurts…”
“Give it a minute…” Kami hoped, but when he realized how much his lover was shaking, he sighed. “Alright… but I have an idea.” He slowly pulled out of Satoru and laid his limbs down. Satoru covered his face with his hands in shame.
“Don’t give up on this. I’ve got more than the one idea…” This time, he liberally applied the oil to himself, then started stroking Satoru’s flagging erection, bringing it back to life. While Satoru was distracted by that, he oiled Satoru’s entrance as well. Kami was determined to make this work, and if it didn’t, he’d try for as long as it took to get his lover comfortable with this.
“Kage-chan…” Kami said as he lifted Satoru’s ankles onto his shoulders. Satoru peeked from behind his hands. “This should help your muscles relax a bit more, but it’ll be awkward at first… Are you ready?” Satoru nodded until he put together the odd position that was coming.
“Kami, I don’t bend like tha-Aaaa~hhhhh~…” Kami had hit that spot within him dead-on. Kami had moaned through Satoru’s words, and they both kinda missed the popping noise that had occurred.
Kami let Satoru adjust before slowly starting to move. Satoru did find this position more comfortable, even if it was a bit strange, but all his thoughts left his mind when Kami started hitting that spot every time in rhythm with his stroking.
Sadly for Kami, Satoru didn’t last long, and soon spilled his seed between them. Kami kept thrusting until he was finished, since his partner was pretty much unconscious, even if his muscles were still contracting from his orgasm.
Kami came inside his sweet lover and he leaned down and kissed him, removing himself and snuggling up to him, not caring if he got sticky. He just wanted to be close.
Like every evening, Kami woke from his post-orgasm nap first and cleaned them both off. He was just about done wiping his lover’s chest off when said lover started to wake.
“Nnnwhoa…” was the first thing out of Satoru’s mouth.
Kami chuckled and finished up, “Was it worth it?”
“Yea-ow…” Satoru had tried to roll over and found that his back was killing him. He flop-landed on his stomach and winced. This was worse than lying on his back.
Kami retrieved the oil again and started giving his love a good massage. “Most of the pain is in your head. You think that you should still feel this way, even though there’s no damage. And even if there was, it’d be almost healed by now.”
“NnHmm…” Satoru stopped thinking and melted into Kami’s touch. The pain was fading as he stopped thinking.
“Do you think you’d want to do it again…?” He ran his hand over his lover’s lovely bum.
“Yeah…” Kami smirked and started playing with the bum in front of him. After all, this oil was multi-purpose.
“K-Kami… now?” Satoru sounded surprised.
Kami grinned and kissed the small of the back in front of him. “This position might be even better for you…” He trailed off as he started to get excited about the new sensations he could give his lover. “Up onto your hands and knees…” Kami pulled at Satoru’s hips. Satoru slowly obliged, still a little sore and tired. Kami covered Satoru with his body, letting his arousal be hugged by Satoru’s beautiful lower cheeks. He reached around and started stroking his lover.
Kami smiled at the noises he was drawing from Satoru as he reached for the oil. He coated his hand and played with all of Satoru’s nether regions. He deftly coated himself and Satoru’s entrance. This time, he didn’t play with him.
Satoru tensed a little when Kami started to enter him, but his muscles seemed to realize that this was Kami, he’s not going to hurt you.
When Kami was fully in him, Kami stilled his hand on Satoru’s arousal and wrapped his other arm around Satoru’s chest, content to just hold him for a few moments. He kissed Satoru’s shoulders and traced a slick finger up to Satoru’s navel and his lover whined as he moved his hips to get Kami to move. Kami smiled, happy that Satoru adjusted quickly and was accepting of their new activity.
He started slowly but quickened his pace as their rhythm synchronized.
Satoru spent the whole time moaning into the futon. This time felt a lot better than the first.
On one particularly rough thrust and tug, his head hit Kami’s shoulder, vampire eyes wide, releasing himself onto the futon, yelling Kami’s name. He relaxed and was sure that the only thing keeping him up was Kami’s grip on him. He laid there panting as Kami finished up.
“Gacchan!” Kami yelled as he came and laid down on top of Satoru as both their knees gave way and they were flat on the futon.
“Huh…?” Satoru turned his head a little to look at Kami, whose eyes were closed. Apparently he didn’t realize what he’d said.
After a few moments, Kami’s eyes fluttered open to see Satoru looking at him quizzically. “What?”
“Who’s ‘Gacchan’?” Kami turned red in embarrassment and moved to pull out of his lover, but Satoru stopped him by grabbing his arm.
“No, I… want to stay like this… even though you’re squishing me…” They awkwardly figured out how to roll onto their side with Kami still in him. Kami stroked Satoru’s hair and kissed his shoulder.
“Who’s ‘Gacchan’?” Satoru asked again.
Kami’s hand moved to Satoru’s chest, over his heart. “‘Gacchan’ is you…”
By Kami’s tone of voice, that was all the explanation that he was going to give at the moment. Satoru’s hand came up and intertwined their fingers, squeezing his lover’s hand.
“Do you… regret this new step in us?” Kami asked him, a little unsure of himself. Satoru had been so resistant to it, and had been in a funk for a week or so.
“No… it’s just…” Kami braced himself. “It’s… *sigh* I’ve been with you, like this, for 50 years now… Everyone I knew is dead and gone…” He’d managed to convince Kami to let him save one of his adopted sons during the succession fight, so he was alive, and Usami was out there, but not Nami, or Mihoko, or anyone. He didn’t know what had happened to them and was thinking about the people he’d left behind, since he and Kami had celebrated his rebirth anniversary.
Kami kissed his shoulder. “I know,” he said against his shoulder. “Do you regret that choice?”
Satoru shifted and sniffed, “No… just reminiscing…”
Kami stroked his thumb against Satoru’s chest. “Kage-chan-”
“Could you… not call me that anymore…? Kagetora and Kenshin would be long gone by now… and it’s been… tough this past week…”
“Alright… I’ll think of something…”
“‘Gacchan’ would work…” Satoru whispered, even though that wasn’t short for anything he knew of.
~~~*~~~
Gackt pulled away from her and rolled onto his other side, beet red. “I-I-I… Didn’t mean to show you that…”
She pushed the blanket down and fanned herself. “No… don’t be… wow…”
Gackt made and exasperated noise, “Don’t tell anyone…”
“Of course not… You haven’t even told Cha or You…”
He flopped onto his back and looked at her, “How would you know?”
“I saw something in your eyes in the hospital, when Cha was making you uncomfortable… like you had a secret…”
He covered his face with his hands.
“Don’t be ashamed of it… I could tell a lot about Kami from that… Handsome, loving, gentle, but rough, determined, tough when he needed to be. He’s lovely… Is he still around? I’d love to meet him…”
Gackt lowered his hands, rubbing his face during the movement.
“No… he’s not… It wasn’t completely his choice either…”
She stroked his cheek, “W-would you show me…?” She knew it would be painful, but she wanted to know.
He looked at her like she had the plague and he was human. Why would he try that again?
“I mean… you don’t have to show me everything… but…” I just want to understand you…
He turned to face her. “I don’t remember all of it… He hoped I wouldn’t… But what I do remember isn’t… It’s going to hurt…”
“I’ll be here for you, no matter what…” She held his cheek and kissed his forehead. “I promise. Whatever it is.”
“I can’t promise a coherent story…”
“That’s alright…” She wrapped her arms around him, he reciprocated, and she connected their minds, going a little too deep…
<<= Chapter 4 Beginning Archive Chapter 6 =>>
Title: Renewal 5
Author: saurgristiel
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Gackt (Kagetora/Satoru), Kami, Unnamed woman
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Disclaimer: I don't own them, just the idea.
Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content
Words: 2,858
Summary: A new step is taken.
Notes: A bit clichéd, but that's okay.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Gackt sat against one of the shelves in his wine cellar, with his forehead resting on his knees. His mind was a mess, trying to put her memories somewhere away from the forefront and trying to put his own memories back where they came from.
Once he felt a bit better, he got up and washed up a bit, and went to check on her. He found her curled up in bed, but he couldn’t tell if she was asleep or not.
She felt the bed dip a little and Gackt’s arm slide over her waist. Gackt pressed his forehead/nose against the nape of her neck, making an “Nnnnn…” noise. She moved her hand and intertwined their fingers. She felt him tense.
“It’s okay.” She’d known him long enough to know that he didn’t say “I’m sorry” very often. Affection and “Nnnn” meant the same thing.
“You’re awake?”
“Yeah… Are you alright?”
He sniffed. “Yeah… just… a lot just happened.”
“Yeah… sorry… That’s an extremely rare phenomenon that happens sometimes… I don’t have control over it. The cosmos like to kick me and my close ones once in a while…”
“Uh… If it’s not too painful… Could you tell me more about Kami…?”
“Kami told me that I wouldn’t remember my transformation and some of the time around it, unless something extraordinary happened. And he was right… I remembered Nami telling me stories, then he was explaining things to me, then him comforting me in his futon… Now I know what happened…”
He squeezed her hand, not used to people knowing about Kami. He took a deep breath, not beating around the bush, and stating the most important part first:
“He’s the only man… person that I’ve ever truly surrendered to… heart, mind, and body…”
“Would you show me a memory of him?” She turned to face him and comfortingly ran her hand from his shoulder to elbow. “You’re safe with me, you know that…”
He took a deep breath and they touched foreheads, knowing he just needed to think about Kami and she’d do the rest.
~~~*~~~
It took me 20 years to accept and tell him that I loved him… And another 30 to surrender completely to him… Yeah, we pleasured each other, but it took that long to get over my fears, as silly as some of them may have been…
He woke to gentle kisses on his bare chest and Kami mouthing a nipple.
He smiled, “My lips are up here…”
He felt Kami smile in a kiss. “I know, but I didn’t really want to wake you… I tired you out last night…” He stroked Satoru’s cheek. “Are you hungry?”
“Not really… last night was… a lot…”
After a few months of feeding just from Kami (or Usami), over the 50 years he’d been a vampire, he’d gotten very skilled at feeding. And although they usually went together, Satoru was plenty capable to go by himself.
They changed names and locations every 20 years, but still called each other Kami and Kage-chan. Usami had gone off on his own a few years before.
His sleeping had improved too. He no longer passed out just before sunrise, but he still woke later than Kami, hence the kisses, and a few other embarrassing things Kami had done whenever he felt sadistic. Satoru was lucky today that Kami was in a loving mood. He could tell Kami wanted to be intimate tonight.
Kami started his usual habits of foreplay, Satoru enjoying it for a bit before he spoke up.
“Kami…?”
“Mmmmmm?” His kissed and sucked Satoru’s taught abs near his navel.
“Could you… teach… me… tonight…?” Satoru blushed and Kami thought he could feel the heat from where he was, so far from Satoru’s face.
He looked up at Satoru, a spark of happiness in his eyes. “You’re ready for it…?”
“I… I…” Satoru now regretted bringing it up, his insecurities about having sex with a man were coming to the surface. He wished he could take it back, but it had been said, for the first time. Yes, Kami had told him what it entailed, but he’d never asked to experience it before.
“It’s okay if you’re not…" Kami moved and settled next to his love. He took his cheek and kissed him, “We can do that some other time-”
“But… It’s been 30 years that we’ve been… teasing each other… I’ve been teasing you… *whisper* All because I’m afraid…” Fear wasn’t something he admitted easily.
“We can go slowly, we have all the time in the world,” Kami smiled at him.
“It’s been long enough for you…” Satoru reached over and stroked down Kami’s abs, following them all the way down. Kami inhaled quickly.
“Are you…” His voice shook, “Are you sure you want to…? It’ll hurt at first…” Kami moaned as Satoru squeezed him. They’d played before, but never became one.
“I… want you to have me…” Satoru’s voice trembled. He leaned forward and kissed Kami deeply.
Kami shuddered as he pulled away and went to the small dresser to get a bottle out of it. He came back and pulled the futon’s blanket away, so Satoru was naked and had nowhere to hide. It was a warm spring night anyway.
“Really really?” He didn’t want to force anything on his love, or have him regret this.
“Yes!” Satoru huffed as he sat there, wanting Kami to just hurry up and start.
Kami was surprised that Satoru had raised his voice, a rare occurrence.
“Alright… lay down.” Kami disappeared again to get a towel, coming back to see Satoru playing with himself, which was very arousing. He looks delicious tonight… They put the towel on top of the futon and Satoru lay back again. Kami spread Satoru’s trembling legs as Satoru’s hands went to tensely rest on the futon. Kami oiled himself up, not sure if he’d have the mind to do it later.
“Above all, I need you to relax. Breathe, don’t tense up.” He scooted closer and set Satoru’s legs on his thighs. “No matter what I do, try to relax.”
Satoru nodded, lightly curling his fingers in the futon as Kami’s hands roamed some new territory. He’d stroke Satoru’s length once in a while to distract him, but nothing could distract him when he felt Kami’s finger near the orifice that their kind didn’t really need.
He tensed, out of pure surprise, when that finger went into him. He closed his eyes and tried to relax, only hearing the soothing tone of Kami’s voice, not the words. It felt rather strange.
The second finger brought pain with it. Satoru bit down a moan of pain and covered his eyes with his forearm. Kami kissed him and stroked him to get him to relax.
The third finger was more than Satoru could handle and he let out a hiss of pain.
Kami made a surprised, pained noise and said as lightly as he could, “Kage-chan, you’re gonna break my fingers if you don’t relax…” Kami stroked his favorite place: His lover’s hip.
“I know…” Satoru’s fear showed through his trembling voice.
“Shhhh… I don’t want to hurt you, Kage-chan.” Kami bit his lip and thrust his fingers into Satoru, earning a surprised scream as his lover arched up.
Satoru felt lightning shoot through all of his nerves. The arm that had been covering his eyes now lay above his head. With all the stimuli, Satoru’s vampire eyes had emerged.
“Wha~ Wha was that…?”
Kami smiled, “That’s what I’ve wanted to share with you for so long…”
Satoru let out a shaky breath, “D-do that a~gain…?” It wasn’t as surprising the second, or third time, Kami hit that spot and Satoru started to relax about this. He found himself unintentionally trying to follow Kami’s fingers as he withdrew them. He whined at the loss.
There he is… my needy lover… Kami smiled and moved, Satoru instinctively wrapping his legs around Kami’s waist.
Kami slowly entered Satoru, giving him time to adjust after each movement, but Satoru’s body protested each one. Satoru moved his legs and hips to try to get more comfortable after Kami was fully inside him. His lower back screamed at him in protest.
“K-Kami…” Satoru whimpered, a tear squeezing out of his eye.
“Shhhh… relax…you’re okay….” Kami kissed all the skin he could reach. Satoru wrapped his arms around Kami as he pulled out a little and pushed back in.
Kami moaned in pleasure and slight pain at his lover’s fingers and nails digging into his back.
“K-Kami…” Satoru sobbed, “I… I can’t… It hurts…”
“Give it a minute…” Kami hoped, but when he realized how much his lover was shaking, he sighed. “Alright… but I have an idea.” He slowly pulled out of Satoru and laid his limbs down. Satoru covered his face with his hands in shame.
“Don’t give up on this. I’ve got more than the one idea…” This time, he liberally applied the oil to himself, then started stroking Satoru’s flagging erection, bringing it back to life. While Satoru was distracted by that, he oiled Satoru’s entrance as well. Kami was determined to make this work, and if it didn’t, he’d try for as long as it took to get his lover comfortable with this.
“Kage-chan…” Kami said as he lifted Satoru’s ankles onto his shoulders. Satoru peeked from behind his hands. “This should help your muscles relax a bit more, but it’ll be awkward at first… Are you ready?” Satoru nodded until he put together the odd position that was coming.
“Kami, I don’t bend like tha-Aaaa~hhhhh~…” Kami had hit that spot within him dead-on. Kami had moaned through Satoru’s words, and they both kinda missed the popping noise that had occurred.
Kami let Satoru adjust before slowly starting to move. Satoru did find this position more comfortable, even if it was a bit strange, but all his thoughts left his mind when Kami started hitting that spot every time in rhythm with his stroking.
Sadly for Kami, Satoru didn’t last long, and soon spilled his seed between them. Kami kept thrusting until he was finished, since his partner was pretty much unconscious, even if his muscles were still contracting from his orgasm.
Kami came inside his sweet lover and he leaned down and kissed him, removing himself and snuggling up to him, not caring if he got sticky. He just wanted to be close.
Like every evening, Kami woke from his post-orgasm nap first and cleaned them both off. He was just about done wiping his lover’s chest off when said lover started to wake.
“Nnnwhoa…” was the first thing out of Satoru’s mouth.
Kami chuckled and finished up, “Was it worth it?”
“Yea-ow…” Satoru had tried to roll over and found that his back was killing him. He flop-landed on his stomach and winced. This was worse than lying on his back.
Kami retrieved the oil again and started giving his love a good massage. “Most of the pain is in your head. You think that you should still feel this way, even though there’s no damage. And even if there was, it’d be almost healed by now.”
“NnHmm…” Satoru stopped thinking and melted into Kami’s touch. The pain was fading as he stopped thinking.
“Do you think you’d want to do it again…?” He ran his hand over his lover’s lovely bum.
“Yeah…” Kami smirked and started playing with the bum in front of him. After all, this oil was multi-purpose.
“K-Kami… now?” Satoru sounded surprised.
Kami grinned and kissed the small of the back in front of him. “This position might be even better for you…” He trailed off as he started to get excited about the new sensations he could give his lover. “Up onto your hands and knees…” Kami pulled at Satoru’s hips. Satoru slowly obliged, still a little sore and tired. Kami covered Satoru with his body, letting his arousal be hugged by Satoru’s beautiful lower cheeks. He reached around and started stroking his lover.
Kami smiled at the noises he was drawing from Satoru as he reached for the oil. He coated his hand and played with all of Satoru’s nether regions. He deftly coated himself and Satoru’s entrance. This time, he didn’t play with him.
Satoru tensed a little when Kami started to enter him, but his muscles seemed to realize that this was Kami, he’s not going to hurt you.
When Kami was fully in him, Kami stilled his hand on Satoru’s arousal and wrapped his other arm around Satoru’s chest, content to just hold him for a few moments. He kissed Satoru’s shoulders and traced a slick finger up to Satoru’s navel and his lover whined as he moved his hips to get Kami to move. Kami smiled, happy that Satoru adjusted quickly and was accepting of their new activity.
He started slowly but quickened his pace as their rhythm synchronized.
Satoru spent the whole time moaning into the futon. This time felt a lot better than the first.
On one particularly rough thrust and tug, his head hit Kami’s shoulder, vampire eyes wide, releasing himself onto the futon, yelling Kami’s name. He relaxed and was sure that the only thing keeping him up was Kami’s grip on him. He laid there panting as Kami finished up.
“Gacchan!” Kami yelled as he came and laid down on top of Satoru as both their knees gave way and they were flat on the futon.
“Huh…?” Satoru turned his head a little to look at Kami, whose eyes were closed. Apparently he didn’t realize what he’d said.
After a few moments, Kami’s eyes fluttered open to see Satoru looking at him quizzically. “What?”
“Who’s ‘Gacchan’?” Kami turned red in embarrassment and moved to pull out of his lover, but Satoru stopped him by grabbing his arm.
“No, I… want to stay like this… even though you’re squishing me…” They awkwardly figured out how to roll onto their side with Kami still in him. Kami stroked Satoru’s hair and kissed his shoulder.
“Who’s ‘Gacchan’?” Satoru asked again.
Kami’s hand moved to Satoru’s chest, over his heart. “‘Gacchan’ is you…”
By Kami’s tone of voice, that was all the explanation that he was going to give at the moment. Satoru’s hand came up and intertwined their fingers, squeezing his lover’s hand.
“Do you… regret this new step in us?” Kami asked him, a little unsure of himself. Satoru had been so resistant to it, and had been in a funk for a week or so.
“No… it’s just…” Kami braced himself. “It’s… *sigh* I’ve been with you, like this, for 50 years now… Everyone I knew is dead and gone…” He’d managed to convince Kami to let him save one of his adopted sons during the succession fight, so he was alive, and Usami was out there, but not Nami, or Mihoko, or anyone. He didn’t know what had happened to them and was thinking about the people he’d left behind, since he and Kami had celebrated his rebirth anniversary.
Kami kissed his shoulder. “I know,” he said against his shoulder. “Do you regret that choice?”
Satoru shifted and sniffed, “No… just reminiscing…”
Kami stroked his thumb against Satoru’s chest. “Kage-chan-”
“Could you… not call me that anymore…? Kagetora and Kenshin would be long gone by now… and it’s been… tough this past week…”
“Alright… I’ll think of something…”
“‘Gacchan’ would work…” Satoru whispered, even though that wasn’t short for anything he knew of.
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Gackt pulled away from her and rolled onto his other side, beet red. “I-I-I… Didn’t mean to show you that…”
She pushed the blanket down and fanned herself. “No… don’t be… wow…”
Gackt made and exasperated noise, “Don’t tell anyone…”
“Of course not… You haven’t even told Cha or You…”
He flopped onto his back and looked at her, “How would you know?”
“I saw something in your eyes in the hospital, when Cha was making you uncomfortable… like you had a secret…”
He covered his face with his hands.
“Don’t be ashamed of it… I could tell a lot about Kami from that… Handsome, loving, gentle, but rough, determined, tough when he needed to be. He’s lovely… Is he still around? I’d love to meet him…”
Gackt lowered his hands, rubbing his face during the movement.
“No… he’s not… It wasn’t completely his choice either…”
She stroked his cheek, “W-would you show me…?” She knew it would be painful, but she wanted to know.
He looked at her like she had the plague and he was human. Why would he try that again?
“I mean… you don’t have to show me everything… but…” I just want to understand you…
He turned to face her. “I don’t remember all of it… He hoped I wouldn’t… But what I do remember isn’t… It’s going to hurt…”
“I’ll be here for you, no matter what…” She held his cheek and kissed his forehead. “I promise. Whatever it is.”
“I can’t promise a coherent story…”
“That’s alright…” She wrapped her arms around him, he reciprocated, and she connected their minds, going a little too deep…
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