A Game of Love - The Law of Attraction
Title: The Law of Attraction (Final)
Pairing: NishiKato (w/TegoMasu & OC’s in some parts)
Rating: NC - 17
Summary: Shige dismissed his meeting Ryo as a fleeting one. But when fate played its hand and their paths collided again, sparks started flying and the law of attraction took its toll.
Dedicated to: pretty much all of you who has eagerly followed the story especially the NishiKato / RyoShige followers.
Previous: 01 02 03 04 05 06 07 08 09 10 11 12 13
Final Chapter
Eyes swimming with unshed tears now, he looked hard at Ryo. “It’s too late, isn’t it?” Ryo looked so hard and unapproachable. So unlike the man he loves. But he couldn’t blame him. He had hurt him too much, him and his father.
Ryo sighed impatiently, “Too late for what, Shige?”
Shige couldn’t say anything. The hard look on Ryo’s face cut at him like a knife, as he was sure it was supposed to. For all the time Ryo had spent on loving him, he had done nothing but push him away.
Ryo grimaced. “What your father did to us may have been wrong, but on the other hand, he may have done us both a favor. Do you remember how many times you’ve told me, implied or otherwise, how unsuited we are?”
Tears started forming in Shige’s eyes. But he refused to give up until he hears directly from Ryo that he doesn’t love him anymore. He held his hands outs imploringly at him. “All parts of me have come together now Ryo,” he told him evenly, hoping that Ryo would take the hint.
Ryo swallowed hard, a nerve pulsing in his rigidly set jaw. “How nice for you,” he murmured noncommittally.
Shige’s eyes are so flooded with tears now that he could barely see Ryo. “Help me, Ryo, please,” he pleaded shakily.
Ryo drew in a rugged breath and turned to him. “I don’t know what you want me to do. Do you want me to talk to Jin, after all? Is that it?”
“Oh, damn Jin!” Shige finally burst out emotionally, the effects of the champagne clearing up. He’s losing the man he loves and he can’t allow that. “Damn my father! Haven’t you realized yet that if I had known you tried to find me, that my father lied to you, that I would not have gotten engaged to Yuri? That I would have defied my father, would have defied anyone just so I could be with you?” He stood mere inches away from Ryo now. “I love you Nishikido Ryo. I may have been a fool not to realize it right away but I have always loved you. I just never believed, until this morning, that you could ever love someone like me.”
“Shige. . . . . .? Ryo looked uncertain now, totally unlike the forceful Ryo he had always known.
“Yes, oh Ryo, please believe when I say I have always loved you. Even at the heat of my anger I could have ---------“
“Kissed me?” Ryo murmured, before his mouth came down on Shige’s in a kiss like no other they have ever shared. He’s still unsure how all this had come about but he didn’t care anymore.
Ryo still loves him, so much so. It was there in the searching gentleness of his kiss, in the raw emotion he no longer had to keep at bay. He wrapped his arms around Shige’s waist. Shige locked his around Ryo’s neck and answered the eager pressure of the kiss. His body went limp against Ryo’s and he kissed him with such surprising feeling. Ryo felt his knees buckle. Meaning to taste the sweetness of his beloved’s lips, and no longer unsure, he deepened the kiss. And with the roar of the blood beating in his ears, he groaned and pulled Shige even closer, crushing his body to his, urging his mouth to open fully beneath his own. Eager and willing, Shige’s mouth anxiously opened wider. He thrust his tongue in and shuddered as Shige met it with his own.
Hotly, hungrily, they kissed, straining against each other, unable to get close enough. All the suppressed feelings and pent-up passions too long denied erupted with a force which matched that of a storm. Kissing greedily, anxiously, as if they would never be allowed to kiss again, they gradually made their way onto the bed and sank on their knees. Their mouths fused, legs too weak to support them, they knelt together on the silk covers of the bed, clinging to each other, kissing passionately and amorously.
Shige breathlessly tore his lips from Ryo’s. His body trembling with awakened passion, he laid his head on Ryo’s supporting shoulder,
His lips in Shige’s hair, Ryo felt the hot sweat of desire run down his chest. His heart pounded violently, every fierce beat sending heated blood surging through his veins. His heaving breath choked off in his throat when Shige’s hands lifted and unceremoniously unbuttoned his shirt, and with his flushed cheeks against Ryo’s shoulder, he deftly undid the buttons all the way down his torso.
Then his head came up off Ryo’s shoulder. He pulled back a little and looked at him. Unmistakable desire flashed in the depths of his eyes. Ryo tensed expectantly when Shige pushed the open shirt apart. He shuddered when Shige lowered his bruised lips to the skin he had bared and boldly kissed his hot chest.
“God, sweetheart . . . . . sweetheart,” Ryo murmured, cupping Shige’s head in his hands, feeling as if his thudding heart would explode. He whispered Shige’s name as he rained kisses all over the broad expanse of his chest and Ryo felt as if he was in a dream. His eyes fell on the head atop his chest, and he knew that if he was going to die now, he’d die a happy man. When Shige raised his head, Ryo quickly kissed him again. And as he did, he tugged at Shige’s shirt with all his strength, ripping it apart. Still kissing Shige, he took the torn shirt from off his body, and started unbuckling both of their belts. He pulled away from Shige and looked at his face. Shige held his gaze, and with their eyes never leaving each other’s face, they got up from their position and awkwardly and anxiously undressed, as the bed moved under them. Within seconds, they were both as bare as from the day they were born.
Naked in the dim light of the room, they kissed each other once more, kneeling back down on the bed, hands exploring bare skin, hearts racing wildly with unleashed passion. Keeling on the silky soft covers of the bed, they held each other close. Shige’s arms twining around Ryo’s neck, playing over his shoulders, down his smooth back. With his chest flattened against Ryo’s he felt the membranes of their erection throbbing hotly against each other.
Ryo wished he could wait patiently but he knew he couldn’t. He was so hot for Shige, all the months of frustrations surging out of him, invoking his whole body with intense heat, that he felt he was literally on fire. Anxiously pressing him closer, he ran his hands fiercely over his back, his hips, the twin mounds of his pale buttocks. He kissed Shige, praying he wouldn’t explode just by holding him naked in his arms.
In danger of doing just that, Ryo put a stiffened arm out and lowered them to the softness of the silky covers of the plush bed as they kissed. They stretched out, facing each other. He felt the trembling of Shige’s bare warm body against his as his passion rose to match his own. His mouth covering his beloved’s, his tongue searched for and found violent answer, a lustful licking response that made him shudder all the way down to the bare soles of his feet.
Ryo knew that he’s Shige’s first but there was no time to be the proficient artful lover that Shige deserved. He could not control the raw response to the clinging mouth and the tempting nakedness pressed so intimately against him. He couldn’t wait and slowly woo Shige to sweet ecstasy as his heart would have him do. His blazing body overruled.
But Shige was just as eager as Ryo was. Arousal was quick, his own male hardness reacting to Ryo’s, as they grazed against each other, with their bodies pressed closer. The raging heat can no longer be denied. He wanted Ryo, all of him, inside him, and he wanted him now.
He eagerly stretched out on his back, with his arms, body and soul laid open to Ryo. Looming just above, Ryo lay on top of him and started trailing kisses on his throat as his hand traveled down, caressing every inch of his body, sweeping down his stomach, over his belly until it found what it was searching for, finding him hot and hard to his touch. He spent only a few seconds caressing him with his thumb. He took one last look into Shige’s eyes, smoldering with desire, and brought his head to pick up the trail his fingers had left. And as his mouth covered Shige’s hardness, his tongue circling and twirling around, sucking it into submission, his finger slid inside Shige, preparing him for what’s to come next. Shige could not stifle the moan escaping from his mouth. His body twisted and surged up as Ryo’s mouth and finger continued their intrusion, bringing him into climax, and Shige’s lips parted and as he screamed Ryo’s name, he shuddered and cried out with sheer pleasure.
Ryo soon pulled away when Shige drew a ragged breath, withdrew his hand, urged Shige’s legs apart and lithely moved between, straddling his body, and entered Shige. Shige’s eyes widened in shock and pain, his fingers dug into Ryo’s shoulders, a look of exquisite agony enveloping his body as he felt Ryo’s throbbing need pulsating inside him.
“Look at me sweetheart, just look at me,” Ryo coaxed softly, his voice ragged with desire. And Shige did as he was told, biting his bottom lip, his hands digging deeper onto Ryos’ shoulders, he gazed into Ryo’s eyes. With his eyes holding Shige’s, he started moving, gently at first and in soothing caress, searching for something, for the erogenous zone that would bring Shige to the heights of pleasure, and as Shige moaned with pleasure, desire blazing in his eyes, he knew he had found it.. He continued moving, harder this time, Shige arched his body upward to meet his thrust, and wrapped his legs around Ryo’s waist. Within seconds, Shige was lost in the force of Ryo’s engulfing passion. Ryo was the storm, the power, and with the pain forgotten, Shige was swept into the powerful, pleasurable storm of Ryo’s sensual lovemaking.
Their sliding slippery bodies came together fiercely as if each had been starving for the other for a long time. Theirs was an urgent, primitive coupling, wildly exciting, and with his own desire blazing out of control, Ryo made love to Shige with an untamed fury that matched that of a storm raking the shore. Pounding with deep driving strokes, he bent his head and spread fiery kisses over Shige’s flushed face and the erratic pulse beating at the base of his throat. Shige arched even further and brought his head up, meeting Ryo’s savage kisses, then he pulled away, letting his lips travel down to Ryo’s throat, and once again he felt the surge of hot desire sweeping though his flesh, his hot hard flesh crushed between their bodies.
His head started reeling, and once more his fingers dug deeper, this time onto Ryo’s back. And as Ryo thrust deeper, he could hear Shige whimpering. “Ryo . . . ., I can’t stop. . . .I . . . I. . . want. . . .” he buried his face against Ryo’s neck and pressed closer against him. “Yes, sweetheart, yes . . . . just let it go . .. . I’ve got you. . .. .let it go and be with me.” and through Ryo’s coaxing, his hot hard flesh still moving inside of him, Shige gave himself up to the waves of exploding heat and overpowering pleasure, crying out loudly when the throbbing fever pulsed and pulsed again, growing stronger and stronger still. The beginnings of his violent climax brought on Ryo’s and he started pounding furiously into Shige, while his hands traveled down and his thumb started its light caresses along the length of Shige’s erection, he pounded even harder, ushering them both towards total fulfillment, coming together into that worldly place found only when two naked joined lovers erupt in a blazing explosion of erotic joy. The fury of their heated lovestorm burst into a deep shuddering climax. They clung together as the violence of their shared zenith jolted through them, the buffeting waves of pleasure radiating outward. When it finally ended, and they began floating back, Ryo fell tiredly onto the bed and drew Shige onto his side.
Panting for breath, he smiled contentedly and murmured, “Ah sweetheart, I love you. I love you Shige.”
“And I love you,” Shige gasped, struggling to get his breath back, and laid his head on Ryo’s chest.
Ryo took hold of one of Shige’s hands and brought them to his lips and said, “Marry me Shige.”
Shige raised his head up and looked into Ryo’s eyes. “I would have married you months ago if you had asked me. Do you believe me?”
Ryo looked down on him searchingly and seeming to find what he was looking for, he said “I believe you. A hell of a lot of time we wasted there Kato Shigeaki.”
Shige snuggled comfortably in Ryo’s arms, smiling wickedly as he rested his head against his chest. “Your mother is going to hate that.”
“What was it you said earlier? Damn my mother!” Ryo said, and then he chuckled. “Actually, I don’t think she cares anymore who I marry. I told her after you sent me away, and in no uncertain terms, that I would never marry Makoto. I only wanted you.”
“You seemed to like her well enough at Yuya’s wedding.” Shige remembered jealously.
Ryo’s mouth widened with amusement. “Only because I knew you didn’t like her one little bit.”
“Well, of course I didn’t. I couldn’t stand seeing you with her. And there’s that blond girl at your studio. I hated seeing her clinging on to you.” Shige admitted.
“Well, you never will again, promise.” Ryo assured him huskily.
Then Shige remembered something. He hated to ask but he felt that it needed to be out in the open. He looked up at him and asked. “Ryo, when Yuri died, why didn’t you ----------“.
“Come and declare my love for you?” Ryo finished for him.
“Yes,” he met Ryo’s gaze.
“I thought perhaps you might really have loved him.”
“You’ve been implying since you came back that I didn’t,” Shige reminded him dryly.
“All wishful thinking on my part I’m afraid.” Ryo admitted and added. “It’s alright if you did love him Shige.”
“I did care for him, but I never loved him the way I love you. And I’m sorry if I led you to believe otherwise. It wasn’t right, neither is my leading you to believe that I have been intimate with Jin, or other men for that matter. There has never ever been anyone on intimate terms with my life,” he explained, a slight flush on his cheeks.
Ryo’s arms tightened about Shige possessively. “There is now,” he assured him huskily. He shifted his position, taking hold of Shige’s left hand, gazed lovingly into his eyes and said, “I’m taking you out tomorrow, sweetheart, and putting my engagement ring on this finger,” he kissed the third finger of his hand. “To be immediately followed by a wedding ring.”
Shige blushed at the gesture. How he loves his Ryo. He wanted to say something but all he could say was, “Yes please.”
Ryo smiled at the shy look on Shige’s face, coupled with the slight flushing of his cheeks. How he loves his Shige. He brushed his lips lightly on his and said softly, “Now, how about I show you just how much I love you?”
Shige smiled at the question and answered, “Yes please to that too.” And he wrapped his arms around Ryo’s neck, bringing their heads together to once more share a kiss, sealing their love for each other, forever. . . . . and always.
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err, I hope I didn’t offend any of your sensibilities - all the pent up passion, emotion and frustration that built up between them, the “hot” scene was needed to complete the story. *grins*
this is the end of A Game of Love - Law of Attraction. I hope you liked it through the end.
thanks much guys, love you all - I promise to come up with something new next time (though I have yet to find the right idea)
Pairing: NishiKato (w/TegoMasu & OC’s in some parts)
Rating: NC - 17
Summary: Shige dismissed his meeting Ryo as a fleeting one. But when fate played its hand and their paths collided again, sparks started flying and the law of attraction took its toll.
Dedicated to: pretty much all of you who has eagerly followed the story especially the NishiKato / RyoShige followers.
Previous: 01 02 03 04 05 06 07 08 09 10 11 12 13
Final Chapter
Eyes swimming with unshed tears now, he looked hard at Ryo. “It’s too late, isn’t it?” Ryo looked so hard and unapproachable. So unlike the man he loves. But he couldn’t blame him. He had hurt him too much, him and his father.
Ryo sighed impatiently, “Too late for what, Shige?”
Shige couldn’t say anything. The hard look on Ryo’s face cut at him like a knife, as he was sure it was supposed to. For all the time Ryo had spent on loving him, he had done nothing but push him away.
Ryo grimaced. “What your father did to us may have been wrong, but on the other hand, he may have done us both a favor. Do you remember how many times you’ve told me, implied or otherwise, how unsuited we are?”
Tears started forming in Shige’s eyes. But he refused to give up until he hears directly from Ryo that he doesn’t love him anymore. He held his hands outs imploringly at him. “All parts of me have come together now Ryo,” he told him evenly, hoping that Ryo would take the hint.
Ryo swallowed hard, a nerve pulsing in his rigidly set jaw. “How nice for you,” he murmured noncommittally.
Shige’s eyes are so flooded with tears now that he could barely see Ryo. “Help me, Ryo, please,” he pleaded shakily.
Ryo drew in a rugged breath and turned to him. “I don’t know what you want me to do. Do you want me to talk to Jin, after all? Is that it?”
“Oh, damn Jin!” Shige finally burst out emotionally, the effects of the champagne clearing up. He’s losing the man he loves and he can’t allow that. “Damn my father! Haven’t you realized yet that if I had known you tried to find me, that my father lied to you, that I would not have gotten engaged to Yuri? That I would have defied my father, would have defied anyone just so I could be with you?” He stood mere inches away from Ryo now. “I love you Nishikido Ryo. I may have been a fool not to realize it right away but I have always loved you. I just never believed, until this morning, that you could ever love someone like me.”
“Shige. . . . . .? Ryo looked uncertain now, totally unlike the forceful Ryo he had always known.
“Yes, oh Ryo, please believe when I say I have always loved you. Even at the heat of my anger I could have ---------“
“Kissed me?” Ryo murmured, before his mouth came down on Shige’s in a kiss like no other they have ever shared. He’s still unsure how all this had come about but he didn’t care anymore.
Ryo still loves him, so much so. It was there in the searching gentleness of his kiss, in the raw emotion he no longer had to keep at bay. He wrapped his arms around Shige’s waist. Shige locked his around Ryo’s neck and answered the eager pressure of the kiss. His body went limp against Ryo’s and he kissed him with such surprising feeling. Ryo felt his knees buckle. Meaning to taste the sweetness of his beloved’s lips, and no longer unsure, he deepened the kiss. And with the roar of the blood beating in his ears, he groaned and pulled Shige even closer, crushing his body to his, urging his mouth to open fully beneath his own. Eager and willing, Shige’s mouth anxiously opened wider. He thrust his tongue in and shuddered as Shige met it with his own.
Hotly, hungrily, they kissed, straining against each other, unable to get close enough. All the suppressed feelings and pent-up passions too long denied erupted with a force which matched that of a storm. Kissing greedily, anxiously, as if they would never be allowed to kiss again, they gradually made their way onto the bed and sank on their knees. Their mouths fused, legs too weak to support them, they knelt together on the silk covers of the bed, clinging to each other, kissing passionately and amorously.
Shige breathlessly tore his lips from Ryo’s. His body trembling with awakened passion, he laid his head on Ryo’s supporting shoulder,
His lips in Shige’s hair, Ryo felt the hot sweat of desire run down his chest. His heart pounded violently, every fierce beat sending heated blood surging through his veins. His heaving breath choked off in his throat when Shige’s hands lifted and unceremoniously unbuttoned his shirt, and with his flushed cheeks against Ryo’s shoulder, he deftly undid the buttons all the way down his torso.
Then his head came up off Ryo’s shoulder. He pulled back a little and looked at him. Unmistakable desire flashed in the depths of his eyes. Ryo tensed expectantly when Shige pushed the open shirt apart. He shuddered when Shige lowered his bruised lips to the skin he had bared and boldly kissed his hot chest.
“God, sweetheart . . . . . sweetheart,” Ryo murmured, cupping Shige’s head in his hands, feeling as if his thudding heart would explode. He whispered Shige’s name as he rained kisses all over the broad expanse of his chest and Ryo felt as if he was in a dream. His eyes fell on the head atop his chest, and he knew that if he was going to die now, he’d die a happy man. When Shige raised his head, Ryo quickly kissed him again. And as he did, he tugged at Shige’s shirt with all his strength, ripping it apart. Still kissing Shige, he took the torn shirt from off his body, and started unbuckling both of their belts. He pulled away from Shige and looked at his face. Shige held his gaze, and with their eyes never leaving each other’s face, they got up from their position and awkwardly and anxiously undressed, as the bed moved under them. Within seconds, they were both as bare as from the day they were born.
Naked in the dim light of the room, they kissed each other once more, kneeling back down on the bed, hands exploring bare skin, hearts racing wildly with unleashed passion. Keeling on the silky soft covers of the bed, they held each other close. Shige’s arms twining around Ryo’s neck, playing over his shoulders, down his smooth back. With his chest flattened against Ryo’s he felt the membranes of their erection throbbing hotly against each other.
Ryo wished he could wait patiently but he knew he couldn’t. He was so hot for Shige, all the months of frustrations surging out of him, invoking his whole body with intense heat, that he felt he was literally on fire. Anxiously pressing him closer, he ran his hands fiercely over his back, his hips, the twin mounds of his pale buttocks. He kissed Shige, praying he wouldn’t explode just by holding him naked in his arms.
In danger of doing just that, Ryo put a stiffened arm out and lowered them to the softness of the silky covers of the plush bed as they kissed. They stretched out, facing each other. He felt the trembling of Shige’s bare warm body against his as his passion rose to match his own. His mouth covering his beloved’s, his tongue searched for and found violent answer, a lustful licking response that made him shudder all the way down to the bare soles of his feet.
Ryo knew that he’s Shige’s first but there was no time to be the proficient artful lover that Shige deserved. He could not control the raw response to the clinging mouth and the tempting nakedness pressed so intimately against him. He couldn’t wait and slowly woo Shige to sweet ecstasy as his heart would have him do. His blazing body overruled.
But Shige was just as eager as Ryo was. Arousal was quick, his own male hardness reacting to Ryo’s, as they grazed against each other, with their bodies pressed closer. The raging heat can no longer be denied. He wanted Ryo, all of him, inside him, and he wanted him now.
He eagerly stretched out on his back, with his arms, body and soul laid open to Ryo. Looming just above, Ryo lay on top of him and started trailing kisses on his throat as his hand traveled down, caressing every inch of his body, sweeping down his stomach, over his belly until it found what it was searching for, finding him hot and hard to his touch. He spent only a few seconds caressing him with his thumb. He took one last look into Shige’s eyes, smoldering with desire, and brought his head to pick up the trail his fingers had left. And as his mouth covered Shige’s hardness, his tongue circling and twirling around, sucking it into submission, his finger slid inside Shige, preparing him for what’s to come next. Shige could not stifle the moan escaping from his mouth. His body twisted and surged up as Ryo’s mouth and finger continued their intrusion, bringing him into climax, and Shige’s lips parted and as he screamed Ryo’s name, he shuddered and cried out with sheer pleasure.
Ryo soon pulled away when Shige drew a ragged breath, withdrew his hand, urged Shige’s legs apart and lithely moved between, straddling his body, and entered Shige. Shige’s eyes widened in shock and pain, his fingers dug into Ryo’s shoulders, a look of exquisite agony enveloping his body as he felt Ryo’s throbbing need pulsating inside him.
“Look at me sweetheart, just look at me,” Ryo coaxed softly, his voice ragged with desire. And Shige did as he was told, biting his bottom lip, his hands digging deeper onto Ryos’ shoulders, he gazed into Ryo’s eyes. With his eyes holding Shige’s, he started moving, gently at first and in soothing caress, searching for something, for the erogenous zone that would bring Shige to the heights of pleasure, and as Shige moaned with pleasure, desire blazing in his eyes, he knew he had found it.. He continued moving, harder this time, Shige arched his body upward to meet his thrust, and wrapped his legs around Ryo’s waist. Within seconds, Shige was lost in the force of Ryo’s engulfing passion. Ryo was the storm, the power, and with the pain forgotten, Shige was swept into the powerful, pleasurable storm of Ryo’s sensual lovemaking.
Their sliding slippery bodies came together fiercely as if each had been starving for the other for a long time. Theirs was an urgent, primitive coupling, wildly exciting, and with his own desire blazing out of control, Ryo made love to Shige with an untamed fury that matched that of a storm raking the shore. Pounding with deep driving strokes, he bent his head and spread fiery kisses over Shige’s flushed face and the erratic pulse beating at the base of his throat. Shige arched even further and brought his head up, meeting Ryo’s savage kisses, then he pulled away, letting his lips travel down to Ryo’s throat, and once again he felt the surge of hot desire sweeping though his flesh, his hot hard flesh crushed between their bodies.
His head started reeling, and once more his fingers dug deeper, this time onto Ryo’s back. And as Ryo thrust deeper, he could hear Shige whimpering. “Ryo . . . ., I can’t stop. . . .I . . . I. . . want. . . .” he buried his face against Ryo’s neck and pressed closer against him. “Yes, sweetheart, yes . . . . just let it go . .. . I’ve got you. . .. .let it go and be with me.” and through Ryo’s coaxing, his hot hard flesh still moving inside of him, Shige gave himself up to the waves of exploding heat and overpowering pleasure, crying out loudly when the throbbing fever pulsed and pulsed again, growing stronger and stronger still. The beginnings of his violent climax brought on Ryo’s and he started pounding furiously into Shige, while his hands traveled down and his thumb started its light caresses along the length of Shige’s erection, he pounded even harder, ushering them both towards total fulfillment, coming together into that worldly place found only when two naked joined lovers erupt in a blazing explosion of erotic joy. The fury of their heated lovestorm burst into a deep shuddering climax. They clung together as the violence of their shared zenith jolted through them, the buffeting waves of pleasure radiating outward. When it finally ended, and they began floating back, Ryo fell tiredly onto the bed and drew Shige onto his side.
Panting for breath, he smiled contentedly and murmured, “Ah sweetheart, I love you. I love you Shige.”
“And I love you,” Shige gasped, struggling to get his breath back, and laid his head on Ryo’s chest.
Ryo took hold of one of Shige’s hands and brought them to his lips and said, “Marry me Shige.”
Shige raised his head up and looked into Ryo’s eyes. “I would have married you months ago if you had asked me. Do you believe me?”
Ryo looked down on him searchingly and seeming to find what he was looking for, he said “I believe you. A hell of a lot of time we wasted there Kato Shigeaki.”
Shige snuggled comfortably in Ryo’s arms, smiling wickedly as he rested his head against his chest. “Your mother is going to hate that.”
“What was it you said earlier? Damn my mother!” Ryo said, and then he chuckled. “Actually, I don’t think she cares anymore who I marry. I told her after you sent me away, and in no uncertain terms, that I would never marry Makoto. I only wanted you.”
“You seemed to like her well enough at Yuya’s wedding.” Shige remembered jealously.
Ryo’s mouth widened with amusement. “Only because I knew you didn’t like her one little bit.”
“Well, of course I didn’t. I couldn’t stand seeing you with her. And there’s that blond girl at your studio. I hated seeing her clinging on to you.” Shige admitted.
“Well, you never will again, promise.” Ryo assured him huskily.
Then Shige remembered something. He hated to ask but he felt that it needed to be out in the open. He looked up at him and asked. “Ryo, when Yuri died, why didn’t you ----------“.
“Come and declare my love for you?” Ryo finished for him.
“Yes,” he met Ryo’s gaze.
“I thought perhaps you might really have loved him.”
“You’ve been implying since you came back that I didn’t,” Shige reminded him dryly.
“All wishful thinking on my part I’m afraid.” Ryo admitted and added. “It’s alright if you did love him Shige.”
“I did care for him, but I never loved him the way I love you. And I’m sorry if I led you to believe otherwise. It wasn’t right, neither is my leading you to believe that I have been intimate with Jin, or other men for that matter. There has never ever been anyone on intimate terms with my life,” he explained, a slight flush on his cheeks.
Ryo’s arms tightened about Shige possessively. “There is now,” he assured him huskily. He shifted his position, taking hold of Shige’s left hand, gazed lovingly into his eyes and said, “I’m taking you out tomorrow, sweetheart, and putting my engagement ring on this finger,” he kissed the third finger of his hand. “To be immediately followed by a wedding ring.”
Shige blushed at the gesture. How he loves his Ryo. He wanted to say something but all he could say was, “Yes please.”
Ryo smiled at the shy look on Shige’s face, coupled with the slight flushing of his cheeks. How he loves his Shige. He brushed his lips lightly on his and said softly, “Now, how about I show you just how much I love you?”
Shige smiled at the question and answered, “Yes please to that too.” And he wrapped his arms around Ryo’s neck, bringing their heads together to once more share a kiss, sealing their love for each other, forever. . . . . and always.
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err, I hope I didn’t offend any of your sensibilities - all the pent up passion, emotion and frustration that built up between them, the “hot” scene was needed to complete the story. *grins*
this is the end of A Game of Love - Law of Attraction. I hope you liked it through the end.
thanks much guys, love you all - I promise to come up with something new next time (though I have yet to find the right idea)