Shinji walked into the bar and immidiately caught sight of Sengoku--the hair was hard to miss, as was the grin as he not-so-subtly eyed the bar patrons. With a smile, he approached from Sengoku's blind side...not that he had to do *much* sneaking, considering the glasses in front of the other man.
Putting a hand on Sengoku's shoulder, Shinji leaned over and said softly in his ear, "Is this seat taken, handsome?" He had to work very hard not to start laughing and ruin the whole thing.
Sengoku was still eyeing the table of young, pretty girls and considering coming over that table if Ibu-kun did not come in the next few minutes when someone breathed on the side of his head and whispered in his ear. Male, from the looks, no, sound of it. He chuckled. "Just for you," he said, grinning. "I'd buy you your first drink, too, if you want." Sengoku looked up at the owner of the voice. The smile on his face grew. "Though, I don't think Inui-kun would like it if he knew I'd been buying you drinks."
Shinji gave into laughter as he slid into the seat across from Sengoku. "As long as you're not looking to bring me back to your room when the night's over, I don't think it would be a big deal," he replied, signaling the waitress that was walking by. "But I can pay for my own drinks...it looks like I have some catching up with you to do." Ordering a rum and coke, Shinji leaned back into the seat and smiled at Sengoku. "So...how is it going with Oshitart-san?" he asked with a grin. "You *did* say you'd give me some details...."
"Don't get too drunk, then," Sengoku laughed. "So I wouldn't have to bring you anywhere and have Inui-kun after me with an axe." Sengoku shifted on his seat. It was giving him quite a pain to be sitting in one position for too long. And it was mostly his fault. "Hmm, Yuushi-sensei, eh?" he said, grinning stupidly. He thought of the night they spent together. "Where do I even begin? He was absolutely breathtaking... Though, I think I should have told him about the lube." Sengoku placed an elbow on the table, and rested his head on his hand. He recalled the events of that night and couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.
"As long as you're delivering me to him, unmolested, I think 'haru would forgive you...in time," Shinji replied, also laughing. "But I have no plans to get *that* drunk. Just a buzz is fine for me." He accepted his drink from the retorning waitress with a smile and took a sip. "Perfect."
Shinji's laugh died down into a grin when he saw the look on Sengoku's face...and the way he moved in his chair. Having seen--and felt--those own things on himself, he thought he had a fairly good idea how events betweeen the other two men had progressed. "Breathtaking, huh? Then you'll have to begin at the beginning, Sengoku-kun." He took another drink. "You forgot about the lube?" Shinji winced in sympathy. "That has to be....painful now, no matter how good it felt at the time," he said with a sigh. He had seen *that* particular pain before.... "Maybe you should be comparing notes with 'haru, then," he offerred with a smile.
"Didn't forget about the lube, Ibu-kun," Sengoku said. "I just didn't tell him about it!" He shifted in his seat again. His backside wasn't particularly feeling well, but it was getting better. He was looking at Ibu-kun as the other man spoke. "Does that mean you'd forgotten about the lube when it was Inui-kun's turn to bottom, then?" He asked. "Ibu-kun, you're so mean!" Sengoku laughed. And winked and smiled at the passing waitress (who smiled back at him). He took another sip from his vodka before leaning over to Ibu-kun. "If I tell you how my night with Yuushi-sensei went, how detailed do you want me to be, Ibu-kun?" he asked in a low voice.
Shinji was torn between laughter and amazement. "Didn't tell him...I guess you really wanted to feel it, then." He went with laughter as he took another drink. "And as for 'haru...the forgetting was...mutual, in the heat of the moment. I certainly didn't expect him to do what he did," Shinji paused and blushed, "but it felt too good to stop. He felt it the next day, though, and I still feel bad about that." Shinji felt as if his face was on fire. "It wasn't mean...he had as much to do with it as I did!" He took another drink, waiting for the blush to recede some before leaning towards Sengoku as well and continuing. "Be as detalied as you want to be, Sengoku-kun...just remember, whatever you share, I'll match." He grinned. "As long as the conversation doesn't leave this table, of course."
"Then I'll have to be as descriptive as possible then!" Sengoku chirped. "Hmmm, should I start at the very very very beginning, or do I start at the point where I jump him in his sleep?" A chuckle and a drink from his glass. "Kidding~ I'll not make it too long, you might get bored by me! And nothing ever leaves this table, don't worry," he said, winking. His fingers moved up and down against the side of his glass. Sengoku began his tale in a low, secretive voice, just to be safe. "Well, you already know that I was very hurt by his statement that things were not entertaining enough for him. Of course, I wouldn't just let that pass! That night, I waited for him to fall asleep. He looks really cute when sleeping. I think everyone does." Sengoku paused to finish his drink and order a new glass. He didn't forget to flirt with the waitress who took his order. He quickly apologized to Ibu-kun and continued with his little tale of debauchery. He mentioned how he crawled under Yuushi-sensei's futon and molested him in his sleep; mentioned how
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Shinji found himself getting warm by the time Sengoku finished his tale. He quickly tossed back the rest of his drink, taking a few mental notes for things to try on Inui at a later date. "Well, that was...detailed," he said, after ordering another drink from the waitress--and waiting for Sengoku to finish his flirtation requirement. "And yes, please remember to tell him about the lube next time--you want to be able to walk tomorrow, I'm assuming."
"I guess it's time for my part of the bargain now, huh?" Taking his drink from the returning waitress, he sat back to watch Sengoku flirt while he considered the question. "The way I see it, Sengoku-kun, there's two things I could do." Shinji leaned forward so that only Sengoku could hear him. "I was *supposed* to be telling you just how it is I tease 'haru, but I'm not sure if that's payment enough for your story. Or...I could tell you one of my own." He flushed a little as he smiled, having the perfect story in mind--even if it *did* cost him some embarassment in the end.
"You can tell me anything you want, as long as it's within what we've talked about," Sengoku said, winking. He grinned wide before drinking from his glass. And then he chuckled. "You know, you're the only other person I've ever talked to about my sex life. Aside from my hamsters, of course. Not that they pay attention or anything." Sengoku shifted in his seat again. It was really a bother, that the pain after sex remains after a while.
Shinji nodded. "I know what you mean. Before now, the only being I discussed sex with was my cat...and that more my complaining about the lack of it in my life. I got the feeling that he was very unsympathetic, though, considering that I'm not neutered
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Sengoku chuckled after downing his.. fifth? sixth? glass of vodka. "I didn't think you had that kind of kink, Ibu-kun!" He said, grinning. "And I never thought Inui-kun would enjoy that kind of sex either~" Sengoku shifted in his seat again, not that his ass was complaining of pain again, he barely felt it now. All this talk about sex, add the alcohol in his system, was making him feel too... uncomfortable. He'd have to fix that later. He just hoped Ibu wouldn't notice. "I suppose you and Inui-kun don't even let a day or night go without having a go at it?" He asked, fingers moving up and down his iced glass.
Shinji blushed. "Well, it's mild, relly, as far as kinks go," he said, looking down at the table in mild embarassment. "It's not like we've broken out thw whips and chains, you know. And," Shinji turned even redder, "Sadaharu enjoys more than you'd think when it comes to sex. He even likes bottoming to me, believe it or not."
Shinji paused and stared at his glass. He knew he was a bit of a lightweight, but he didn't think that two were enough to have him saying things he hadn't planned on. Must be some strong rum.... Shrugging, though, and reasoning that he had nowhere he had to go anyway, he ordered a third, promising himself that it would be his last. "And, no, we're not jumping each other *every* night, Sengoku-kun." He looked up, noticed Sengoku's discomfort, then decided to ignore it for as long as Sengoku ignored his own. "Just...most nights." He laughed as he took his drink from the waitress. "Though, tell me honestly--if you had someone waiting for you at home every night, someone that you love and who loves you,
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Well. I s'pose you're back now? ^^;; *actually forgot because of preparing for school and all that* :D;
Sengoku blinked at Ibu-kun's hand on his. And then he smiled. Of course, there was a tiny voice that reminded him that Ibu-kun was taken, and that he's risking his life if he flirted with Ibu-kun. But you can't exactly call rubbing your cold fingers against your friends' flirting, right? "I suppose you're right.. That I wouldn't be able to keep myself off my lover," he said, sighing. "I wonder how it feels like, though." He closed his eyes and tried to imagine himself with someone. Sure, he'd been in and out of relationships, but none lasted long enough for him to be able to actually feel that strong connection Ibu-kun and Inui-kun had. He was... jealous, actually. He opened his eyes again. "It must be a really good feeling." He withdrew his hand from the Latin teacher's.
yes, I'm back...been back for about 5 hours :-p And it's all right--not like I could do anything with it before now :)
"It is." Shinji sighed happily, thinking about his relationship with Inui. "It's like...I know that, no matter what, I'm not alone. That there's someone who's there for me, like I am for him. It goes beyond the sex, beyond the physical, even thoug that's spectacular as well. It's...almost like soulmates, if you believe in that."
Shinji blushed, moving his hands into his lap. "I'm sorry, Sengoku-kun," he said, not sure if he was apologizing for the touching or his words, but choosing to err on the side of caution. "I must sound crazy to you." He sighed and sipped at his drink.
Sengoku shook his head. "No, you're not crazy. And there isn't any need to apologize, Ibu-kun," he said. "I'm happy for you, really." He looked at Ibu-kun and smiled. And he really was. He was glad that his friend had found happiness, and that his feelings were being returned by someone he loved. As for Sengoku... Well, he was still looking. It was a little hard, though, to stay in one steady relationship. Maybe it was because of his nature, but he couldn't help it if he had a great personality (that was his ego speaking), and that he naturally attracted people. But he was ready to commit. If he found the right person, that is. Ah, but he still had no luck with that
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Putting a hand on Sengoku's shoulder, Shinji leaned over and said softly in his ear, "Is this seat taken, handsome?" He had to work very hard not to start laughing and ruin the whole thing.
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Shinji's laugh died down into a grin when he saw the look on Sengoku's face...and the way he moved in his chair. Having seen--and felt--those own things on himself, he thought he had a fairly good idea how events betweeen the other two men had progressed. "Breathtaking, huh? Then you'll have to begin at the beginning, Sengoku-kun." He took another drink. "You forgot about the lube?" Shinji winced in sympathy. "That has to be....painful now, no matter how good it felt at the time," he said with a sigh. He had seen *that* particular pain before.... "Maybe you should be comparing notes with 'haru, then," he offerred with a smile.
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"I guess it's time for my part of the bargain now, huh?" Taking his drink from the returning waitress, he sat back to watch Sengoku flirt while he considered the question. "The way I see it, Sengoku-kun, there's two things I could do." Shinji leaned forward so that only Sengoku could hear him. "I was *supposed* to be telling you just how it is I tease 'haru, but I'm not sure if that's payment enough for your story. Or...I could tell you one of my own." He flushed a little as he smiled, having the perfect story in mind--even if it *did* cost him some embarassment in the end.
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Shinji paused and stared at his glass. He knew he was a bit of a lightweight, but he didn't think that two were enough to have him saying things he hadn't planned on. Must be some strong rum.... Shrugging, though, and reasoning that he had nowhere he had to go anyway, he ordered a third, promising himself that it would be his last. "And, no, we're not jumping each other *every* night, Sengoku-kun." He looked up, noticed Sengoku's discomfort, then decided to ignore it for as long as Sengoku ignored his own. "Just...most nights." He laughed as he took his drink from the waitress. "Though, tell me honestly--if you had someone waiting for you at home every night, someone that you love and who loves you, ( ... )
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Sengoku blinked at Ibu-kun's hand on his. And then he smiled. Of course, there was a tiny voice that reminded him that Ibu-kun was taken, and that he's risking his life if he flirted with Ibu-kun. But you can't exactly call rubbing your cold fingers against your friends' flirting, right? "I suppose you're right.. That I wouldn't be able to keep myself off my lover," he said, sighing. "I wonder how it feels like, though." He closed his eyes and tried to imagine himself with someone. Sure, he'd been in and out of relationships, but none lasted long enough for him to be able to actually feel that strong connection Ibu-kun and Inui-kun had. He was... jealous, actually. He opened his eyes again. "It must be a really good feeling." He withdrew his hand from the Latin teacher's.
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"It is." Shinji sighed happily, thinking about his relationship with Inui. "It's like...I know that, no matter what, I'm not alone. That there's someone who's there for me, like I am for him. It goes beyond the sex, beyond the physical, even thoug that's spectacular as well. It's...almost like soulmates, if you believe in that."
Shinji blushed, moving his hands into his lap. "I'm sorry, Sengoku-kun," he said, not sure if he was apologizing for the touching or his words, but choosing to err on the side of caution. "I must sound crazy to you." He sighed and sipped at his drink.
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