The boy next door - Ruki/Uruha - 15/20
Title: The boy next door
Chapters: 15/20
Author: buildingonlove
Genre: drama, romance, angst, violence, AU
Rating: NC-17 for this chapter.
Pairing: Ruki/Uruha
Warnings: malexmale
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I got other presents for Christmas last year.
Summary: Takanori falls in love with the pretty boy next door who just moved in. Discovering all his secrets, he isn’t sure if he’s the right one for him, and he’s not sure if it’s good or wrong to discover even more of this guy.
Comments: down there *points*
Previous chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14
When Kouyou got home, he took a shower and ate something before he went straight to bed. He was tired. But tired of what? Perhaps Takanori still wanted to be alone, so he let him.
He slept a long time, and when he woke up, the first thing he did was filling the bathtub with water. He needed a way to relax. And he didn’t shower yesterday, so…
While undressing himself, he casted a glance on the mirror. He saw nothing more than his bare upper body, which was quite pale for someone who always walked outside during summer. He saw the red lines on his inner wrists and on his chest. They were barely visible from a distance; but as close as he stood now to the mirror they were nothing but red, swollen scars. Memories which would never fade away.
He let himself slide into the warm water. It was a little too hot, but he would get used to it. It felt nice, this warmth. Though he wanted some other kind of warmth against him - someone’s body heath. And he could get it if he wanted to. But he wasn’t sure if Takanori wanted it too.
What if Takanori still had a bad feeling about the two of them?
He got so upset when Kouyou wanted to hurt Akira. Would he still have feelings for him? And when Kouyou wrapped his arms around Takanori when he kissed him, he shivered. He felt it clearly. But he only realized it now instead of at the moment itself.
He sighed and poured some water on his chest. He was bored already. What a waste of water, it was better if he just took a shower. He heard the doorbell ringing. He muttered something before yelling: “Who’s there!?”
No answer, but a second ring instead. Maybe the person at his front door didn’t hear him. But what did he have to do now? Get out of bath and open the door? No. He was too lazy for that. If it was important, that person would surely come back again.
But again, he heard the doorbell, and it started to irritate him. Sighing, he got out of bath, quickly put on a bathrobe and hurried for the door. He opened it slightly and faced Takanori standing in front of his door. He smiled. “Ah, you’re home,” he said.
Kouyou chuckled. “I was actually taking a bath, but when I heard the doorbell I decided to open up then.”
“Oh, sorry. Maybe I was a little too obtrusive but… I wanted to see you.” He leant forward and pressed his lips on Kouyou’s.The small, gentle kiss turned into a deepened, passionate one as soon as Kouyou took Takanori in his arms.
Kouyou could almost taste the desperation and need in Takanori’s kiss. It was like this was the last time he could kiss him - thankfully it wasn't, and Kouyou decided to give in this time. He wanted Takanori, and he knew he wasn’t the only one desiring for that moment to come.
He pressed Takanori against the now closed front door, his hands trailing down his sides, wrapping his arms around his waist. Takanori had his hands buried in his hair, and he pulled away to look him in his eyes. That look he gave Kouyou made him shiver, in a good way. He looked so longing. So satisfied. So agreeing. After taking back his kiss, Kouyou guided him to his bedroom, pushing him on the bed gently. Their lips parted a little for air, but Takanori pulled him closer almost immediately after he inhaled, wanting more of Kouyou. The most he could get.
Something in his head was asking him why he made such a big deal of it. They were a couple now, right? As a matter of fact, they could do whatever they wanted to - besides, it wouldn't be the first time he found Takanori being hard in his precense. Something that made him grin and chuckle, and made Takanori blush like hell, murmuring to shut up.
Perhaps it was because Kouyou felt quilty, still, after all those time. He surely didn't want to hurry things, especially not after he hurt Takanori so badly with doing the same. He needed to gain Takanori’s trust or something. And apparently, he had.
While Takanori’s hands were sliding down the soft fabric of his bathing wrap, he loosened his belt. Knowing that Kouyou was totally naked underneath the material of this, made him almost grin. Kouyou pulled his shirt over his head, before pressing soft butterfly kisses on his chest. Takanori leant on his elbow, his back aching a little with this uncomfortable position, but he didn’t want to interrupt this moment by shifting. As Kouyou reached the beginning of his trousers, he unzipped his pants and looked up to Takanori. His hazel eyes were filled with desire, lust and longing. He leant forward to steal a small kiss from his lover, which he deepened right after their lips touched. With his left hand, he kept himself in balance, and with his others he was busy releasing Takanori from the annoying piece of clothing.
Last time, it happened all so fast. Too fast. The only thing he remembered clearly, was ‘the big thing’. But all the kissing, groping and other things were disappeared from his mind.
Maybe because this time, it was with a lot more passion - and love, perhaps.
As Takanori’s pants were dropped on the ground, there was nothing else that was seperating them but a bathrobe and a pair of boxers. Easy to get rid of, but Takanori didn’t let Kouyou. For a moment, he thought Takanori had changed his mind - that he didn’t want to now. But he only wanted to have everything from Kouyou before they would go further - he wanted to feel his love once more, he wanted to feel it in every touch, caress and stroke. He wanted to taste it in his kisses, he wanted to see it in his eyes. He wanted to be his love.
Kouyou broke the kiss as he stood up to release both himself and Takanori from every single piece of clothing that was left on their bodies. Before he placed himself back on Takanori, he whispered: “Give me one moment,” before slipping off Takanori.
Takanori watched every move he made, watched how Kouyou opened his cupboard before taking a pack of condoms and a tube with lubricant out of it. “Of course,” he grinned.
As Kouyou came back, he slipped some more on the bed, making sure he wouldn’t fall off it during this special moment.
Kouyou placed himself between Takanori’s slighty spread legs, before he poured some of the lubricant on the palm of his hand, rubbing it between and over his fingers. Takanori noticed he looked utterly serious while doing this, as if it was his job - thank god it wasn’t.
“You don’t need to look so serious, mister Businessman,” he chuckled, making Kouyou look up and grin. The taller man leant forward to whisper in his ear: “You know how cold this will be,” before he let his hand slide to his entrance, making Takanori open his mouth in a silent gasp as he slowly let his fingers slide inside. Takanori groaned and closed his eyes as he felt Kouyou moving his fingers inside of him, reliving some parts of his memories he wanted to suppress, but tried to concentrate on the fact it was Kouyou - and Kouyou didn’t want to hurt him.
After Kouyou was sure Takanori was getting used to the feeling, he pulled out his fingers and clutched at the pack of condoms next to him. He took one out of it, opened it and slid it over his now fully hard member. He shifted and leant on Takanori as the smaller man pulled his knees some more to his chest, exposing himself even more to Kouyou. When he felt Kouyou’s gaze on him, which almost asked if he agreed with it, Takanori nodded. He smiled faintly as Kouyou pressed a soft kiss on his parted lips, simply and gently, before pushing himself inside while a soft moan escaped his mouth.
Takanori groaned at the sudden movement, let his head fall backwards and felt his breath quickening. His heart was beating almost painfully in his chest. It hurt.
He had to admit, it hurt. But it felt so much better now with Kouyou instead with all the other guys - including Akira - he had been together with. As he looked at Kouyou, who was panting as he thrust slowly, it distracted him somehow from the pain. Takanori wrapped his legs around Kouyou’s waist to pull him closer, making the taller man slam into him fully as he pulled in and out. Takanori moaned loudly, feeling small sweatdrops sliding over his temples to his neck. Kouyou’s big hands were holding his thighs firmly, as if he was afraid that Takanori would escape if he loosened his grip some more. But Takanori wouldn’t even think of going. He wanted to stay with Kouyou forever. He wanted to stay like this, forever.
Takanori moaned as Kouyou pounded into him, and he couldn’t help but conjure a small grin on his face, making Kouyou smile too. The tall blonde leant forward to bury his face in the crook of his neck, making their sweaty bodies and body heath almost melting together. His tongue was traveling down his way to his earlob, sucking on it with a teasing grin, feeling how Takanori’s breath quickened. He bit on it gently, teasing by doing so. He felt Takanori’s hands trailing down his back, one buried in his hair and one caressing his with sweat covered skin.
A groan escaped Kouyou’s lips as his climax drew near, and his thrusts became more powerful, though still carefully not to hurt Takanori too much. He closed his eyes as he pounded into the panting man beneath him once more, feeling how near he was to his climax. He grabbed Takanori’s hard length as the said guy started to pant and moan harder, drove him to his orgasm as his hand filled with his hot release. He groaned when he felt almost every muscle in his body pull together as he came, before pulling out and rolling off Takanori, his face covered in sweatdrops.
He turned his head to face Takanori, whose eyes were closed as he was still trying to catch his breath. But then, a small smile appeared on the younger man his lips and he turned his head to Kouyou. His face expression spoke volumes. “Want to take a shower?” he grinned.
Kouyou smiled and nodded. Before he stood up, he rolled towards Takanori to take him into his warm embrace and pull him closer for one sweet kiss. He pressed his forhead against Takanori’s, drowning in the other his dark orbs, which were filled with pleasure. His warm breath hit his lips, and Takanori whispered: “I love you, Kouyou.”
Kouyou closed his eyes and smiled, his heart beating twice as fast when he spoke the words the thought he could never say out loud again.
“I love you too, Taka.”
A/N: *buries face in hands*