ch.08 if wishes were horses [end]
Title: ☆ the divorcee and his (ex);- ch.08 if wishes were horses。
Author:
quaint_stories
Category: multi-chaptered
Pairing: Junno x Tatsuya (main); Kame x Nakamaru (side pair)
Rating: nc17
Genre: slice of life; au; a lil angst; romance
Disclaimer: I only own the story...
Summary: Shit happened. And then years later, Junno and Tatsuya met by chance again in a gay bar owned by their best friend, Nakamaru and his partner, Kame. It's a messy but not a hopeless love~ and so the divorcee and the (ex), search for a happy ending.
Word Count: 2,277
chap summary: It's Tatsuya's final day being all dolled up at the club. He also gets a visit from a woman who's connected to Junno. If wishes were horses - the final chapter of this series~ ~ Happy reading ♡
girl does suit Tatsuya ^^
<><><><><><><><><><>
“If wishes were horses…”
- James Carmichael (Proverbs in Scots, 1628).
It’s a gay bar, meaning that most of its clientele are gay men. Yet, a woman whose beauty has matured stunningly walks in with hips swaying in lovely caressing.
She walks as if she knows exactly where she’s headed. She sits around the counter where Tatsuya and Kame are keenly watching her with interest, “well…” she says, resting her purse on the counter and is looking at Tatsuya from head to toe, “you’re pretty”.
Tatsuya’s eyes widen in surprise but he manages to ask, “do I know you?”
The woman makes a light scoff - something mixed in with laughter, flips her hair back, picks up a drink menu and as she browses, she replies, “I wanted to meet the man… woman, my feminine beauty lost to”.
The sudden scene boggles him, and so Tatsuya asks, “what are you talking about?”
“We share a certain someone in common. He said he was leaving me for a man but---“
“This dress up”, Tatsuya quickly replies, pointing to himself, “is only temporary until the real ‘lady’ of the bar…”, gesturing to Kame, “returns. Actually, today is my last day playing tranny”.
“If you say so”, the woman indifferently replies, and looking at Tatsuya more closely in the face and the eyes she adds, “I can see why Junno couldn’t forget you. You’re a real catch”.
Tatsuya laughs, still feeling awkward but, “Am I being complimented? You make it sound like I’m a fish”.
“If you put it that way”, she grins, closes the menu and steadies her gaze on Tatsuya again, “I hate to admit this but, to Junno, you’re the jewel of the sea”. And her eyes drift off into some space - like a distant memory, “in all the three… almost four years I’ve been married to him, I’ve never seen such passion in him except for that time he spoke about you… about needing to find you. I thought he couldn’t love properly but, that wasn’t the problem--- I don’t know why I care about a man who just dumped me for another man but… make him happy”.
Tatsuya smiles and walks around the counter to stand beside her. He wasn’t expecting any of this but he’s immensely glad that things are drama free - he’s grateful to Junno for having really thought about everything. Otherwise, things could’ve been so difficult and awkward, “are you really okay with that Idiot Junno leaving you like that?”
“Well he did leave you first”, she laughs, “at least from what he told me. So I’m just giving him back. Besides, I deserve better”.
Tatsuya chuckles, remembering those same words from Junno’s mouth, “don’t I deserve better?”
She scoffs and, “too late for that. He’s your problem now”.
“Seems like I dug my own grave, ah”, Tatsuya replies.
She laughs. A genuine gesture that makes Tatsuya a tad bit guilty for snatching Junno from her, “he loves you”, she says, “I saw it in his eyes and his actions”, and with that she picks up her bag and waves, “well goodbye. I need to catch a flight back to Fukuoka”.
Tatsuya is appalled, “you mean you came all the way to Tokyo just to meet me?”
“Well, what can I say?” she leers, swinging her lovely hips, “I’m very competitive”.
Later that night, in an apartment where the living room is homely and spacious, and where the rug is new and bigger on the floor and where stretching into the kitchen the sound of water drips on two of everything in the sink, the sound yet too faint to travel down the narrow hallway to the bedroom that has a big bed - everything is nice, big and comfortable with a lot of space and yet, of all the places to sit, Tatsuya cushions himself in Junno’s lap.
“I met your wife today”, Tatsuya casually says.
“Ex-wife”, Junno is quick to correct, “and really? I didn’t think she was serious about meeting you”.
“Oh, so you knew?”
“This time, I wanted no loose ends. No secrets. No nothing in the dark. I wanted to go to Saint Peter’s Square and Time Square and on top the Eiffel Tower and I just wanted to shout how much I love you and that I’m not afraid to love you”.
Tatsuya laughs, “don’t forget to add how stupid you are”.
Wrapping an embrace around Tatsuya, Junno says in an earnestness that makes Tatsuya’s heart throb, “I’m just glad being able to freely love you wasn’t a lost hope”.
Indeed.
The promised tale about their little adventure and the (mis) of it too; a divorcee and his (ex)trannie.
And their story’s happy ending.
“Kiss me”, Tatsuya says - demands, actually.
“Why don’t you be the one to kiss me?”
Frowning, Tatsuya complains, “already backing out on your deal? You said you would become my sex slave, remember?”
Junno chuckles in his defeat, “You play dirty”.
Tatsuya smirks and turns around to completely face Junno, “you just wait. Very soon you’ll be playing real dirty too. Open your mouth”, and here he dips into Junno’s kiss.
“When you kiss me, why do you always grab me by my neck and pull me?” Junno asks in-between pecks.
“Because, you’re a damn giraffe. I’ve to stretch to reach every part of you”.
They both laugh.
Now, they can both laugh but, it’s the love they only realised after they’d lost it.
“Don’t you think it’s unfair?” Junno asks, partly sulking as he ferries Tatsuya over to the bed.
“The whole world is unfair so be a bit more specific”.
“That you get to be my first man, but I’m not yours”.
“Then be happy that at least one of us has some experience”, Tatsuya grins, licking him across his lips, “You enjoyed my lead last time, right?”
Junno seemingly relapsed into the affairs of yesterday’s evening, “it was like sorcery”, he says, still in a daze, “everything I’d fantasised about and so much more”.
“Oh yeah?” Tatsuya murmurs low, “and just what did you fantasise?”
Junno whispers something in Tatsuya’s ear.
Tatsuya's lips slowly and excitingly stretch from east to west, “I think we can try a few of those now”.
“Oh, can we now?”
“Yep! And I’ll even beat all your fantasies. Things you can’t even imagine”.
Junno kisses him, “treat me gently”.
“Not gently. I’ll treat you good”.
“I'm looking forward to it. Do use me as you like”.
“Thank you. Now touch me here. Feel that? I’m ready for you”.
Junno pokes Tatsuya’s butthole with his finger, causing the man to howl low and deep like a wolf bathe in the glory of the full moon.
“When two fingers fit”, Tatsuya huffs and puffs, “I want you deep in me”.
Junno laughs, lifts Tatsuya’s legs and bolts his hip into his, nudging his penis against Tatsuya’s hole, “You’re so cute”, he breathes, sweat forming on his forehead and about to drip, “cute and delicious”.
Tatsuya frees himself open, then inhales and pulls Junno all the way in, “Of course I am”, he breathes out and is embracing Junno who hugs all around him.
A moan travels from Tatsuya’s mouth and into Junno’s collarbone where he’s licking and kissing and getting tipsy. When Junno swiftly lifts him in midair and just as quickly pins him down into the sheets, Tatsuya yelps, his own body burning as Junno’s hardness burrows into his hole and he grabs into Junno’s skin and presses himself all the more into the heat and very slowly his mind drifts to their carefree schooldays when Junno was scrawny.
Tatsuya laughs low to himself as he smoothly slides himself further down Junno’s hardness.
“What’s so funny?” Junno asks.
“Nothing”.
Pouting, Junno whines that, “do you know how damaging that is to a man’s self-esteem? For you to be secretly laughing in the middle of doing something like this”.
Junno was tall and scrawny.
But now, his shoulders spread wide and so does his chest. His tongue now roams scorching and ethereal in Tatsuya’s mouth. Once skinny lanky arms have become big and broad to now wrap around and embrace him in an Everest of pleasure.
Everything feels so good that he almost forgives the years he had to do without this goodness. But it also makes him bitter. He cries out loud when Junno flips him on his side, pulls out to just the tip of his penis, presses in tease against his entrance, and then all the way he rams his whole self back inside Tatsuya’s throbbing being.
“And now you’re spacing out”, Junno’s voice breaks through Tatsuya’s haze.
Tatsuya fuzzily smiles at him, “I’m not spacing out. I’m thinking about you”.
If there was an action to epitomise ‘bittersweet’, then this would be it - the way Junno is sweetly loving him inside out, but with the lingering bitterness of all the years wasted and missed.
Junno’s mouth is hot on Tatsuya’s nipples. His tongue, moistened with sweat and hot breath sends Tatsuya crawling walls and through the roof - throwing his head back into the sheets, and sinking his fingers into Junno’s skin - his toes curling into his sole and all the more, Junno pumps into him hard and slow.
He inhales, getting delirious from the smell of Junno’s sweat and skin and the sound of wetness each time Junno slaps into him. Quick like spring, he heaps himself up, turns around and bends over with his ass open and clear and facing Junno.
“I want you deeper”, he says, breathing short and deep.
Junno smiles at him, flushed and horny, starved and impatient.
He spreads Tatsuya’s ass cheeks apart, slides his thumb in and presses deeply. Tatsuya wobbles on his knees, about to fall but is again held steady by Junno who catches him around his chest, and is now leaning over and tracing his lips on Tatsuya’s bare back, and before Tatsuya could breathe in and release, Junno pushes deep inside him again. Slow thrusts begin to build in the pit of his belly - and he wails, moans hard, breathes heavily, and he swears he loves this man.
“Deeper, Junno. Go even deeper”.
Junno nibbles on Tatsuya’s earlobe and whispers just as breathlessly, “don’t worry. I’ll bury myself in you”.
And so he did.
In and out he moves. Long and hard, he thrusts. Tatsuya flings his head back, too over-brimmed with ecstasy to even scream. His lips tremble - red from him biting on them, and wet from his own dribbling. Junno pulls him over and kisses him, and Tatsuya’s whole body tingles from head to toe - from the tip of his fingers to the tip of his toes - to the skin where Junno’s palm holds him - his dick is stiff and aching with leak where Junno rubs him - and his ass; rosy, sensitive and greedy the more Junno rolls in and out of him.
Tatsuya feels useless. All he can do is feel. Feel the hardness Junno possesses him with. Feel the love Junno gives him. Feel the happiness of the life he’s about to begin--- the image of a future together with Junno, sends him up up far up and he screams with the pleasure of his release - shuddering - melting - and losing it when Junno’s ultimate thrusts sends them both over the moon and back flat in bed again.
Without much energy, they slither into a pile, looking into the ceiling. The room spins in their high and Junno is grinning, dazed and dreamy. Tatsuya still hasn’t moved. His skin still tingles, but there’s a more than satisfied smile on his lips.
“If wishes were horses”, he starts, twisting his pinkie finger around Junno’s, “what would you do?”
Junno laughs, and locks the grip around the finger Tatsuya holds him with, “I--- I’ve no idea”.
“Come on. Be creative and use your imagination”.
Junno hums a bit, “then... then I guess I’d ride them all to you”.
“You’re so cheesy”, Tatsuya laughs, now able to roll over on his side, his head tilting back and he’s looking at Junno’s profile.
“Then what would you do?” Junno asks in return.
Tatsuya makes a long thinking sound. His and Junno’s - it’s the kind of love realised only after they’d lost it - but, a decade later that love returns to them like the prodigal’s magic.
Tatsuya moves closer and brushes his tongue against Junno’s lips, “if wishes were horses...”, he says, hugging Junno tight around his waist “…then”, he whispers, low and ticklish into Junno’s ears, “I would ride them all to you”.
Junno laughs and rolls over on his side to get a good look at Tatsuya, “you just want to go around riding horses all day”.
“Nothing wrong with that”, Tatsuya chuckles, “or would you rather I ride you all day instead?”
“Nothing wrong with that”, Junno replies, biting down on and licking his lips, “lock me in your stable and work me as hard as you wish”.
Tatsuya smirks, and like a royal butterfly - he quietly lands and takes his throne on Junno.
Meanwhile - out there in the other world, the stars twinkle and the night tiptoes away in high spirts. The wind blows not hot nor cold, not even chilly, nor do the dogs bark or the cars honk their horns. The crickets outside just below their window are a little restless, though - as if excited or drawn to compete with the moans, wet slaps and catcalls tuning from their universe - a bubble in which it’s all hugs and kisses and them alone.
story index :: go on... have a happy time - story 7 :: prologue :: story 1 - love is much thicker than forget
::::
☆ the divorcee and his (ex);- if wishes were horses.
junnosuke x tatsuya
A/N: ...! I think this is the first time I've written nc17 this explicitly *blushes* ~~~~ and! I wonder if you noticed? The first half of the prologue happened before the main story, and the second half (the whole pillow fighting bit) happens years after this main story... and so, this entire fic is the, 'Then shit happened' bit ><" Anyway, even if you didn't notice, it's the first time I've written a fic like this~ the approach is new to me, so... I would be happy if you let me know what you think. It really would mean more to me than you can imagine XD
Author:
quaint_stories
Category: multi-chaptered
Pairing: Junno x Tatsuya (main); Kame x Nakamaru (side pair)
Rating: nc17
Genre: slice of life; au; a lil angst; romance
Disclaimer: I only own the story...
Summary: Shit happened. And then years later, Junno and Tatsuya met by chance again in a gay bar owned by their best friend, Nakamaru and his partner, Kame. It's a messy but not a hopeless love~ and so the divorcee and the (ex), search for a happy ending.
Word Count: 2,277
chap summary: It's Tatsuya's final day being all dolled up at the club. He also gets a visit from a woman who's connected to Junno. If wishes were horses - the final chapter of this series~ ~ Happy reading ♡
girl does suit Tatsuya ^^
<><><><><><><><><><>
“If wishes were horses…”
- James Carmichael (Proverbs in Scots, 1628).
It’s a gay bar, meaning that most of its clientele are gay men. Yet, a woman whose beauty has matured stunningly walks in with hips swaying in lovely caressing.
She walks as if she knows exactly where she’s headed. She sits around the counter where Tatsuya and Kame are keenly watching her with interest, “well…” she says, resting her purse on the counter and is looking at Tatsuya from head to toe, “you’re pretty”.
Tatsuya’s eyes widen in surprise but he manages to ask, “do I know you?”
The woman makes a light scoff - something mixed in with laughter, flips her hair back, picks up a drink menu and as she browses, she replies, “I wanted to meet the man… woman, my feminine beauty lost to”.
The sudden scene boggles him, and so Tatsuya asks, “what are you talking about?”
“We share a certain someone in common. He said he was leaving me for a man but---“
“This dress up”, Tatsuya quickly replies, pointing to himself, “is only temporary until the real ‘lady’ of the bar…”, gesturing to Kame, “returns. Actually, today is my last day playing tranny”.
“If you say so”, the woman indifferently replies, and looking at Tatsuya more closely in the face and the eyes she adds, “I can see why Junno couldn’t forget you. You’re a real catch”.
Tatsuya laughs, still feeling awkward but, “Am I being complimented? You make it sound like I’m a fish”.
“If you put it that way”, she grins, closes the menu and steadies her gaze on Tatsuya again, “I hate to admit this but, to Junno, you’re the jewel of the sea”. And her eyes drift off into some space - like a distant memory, “in all the three… almost four years I’ve been married to him, I’ve never seen such passion in him except for that time he spoke about you… about needing to find you. I thought he couldn’t love properly but, that wasn’t the problem--- I don’t know why I care about a man who just dumped me for another man but… make him happy”.
Tatsuya smiles and walks around the counter to stand beside her. He wasn’t expecting any of this but he’s immensely glad that things are drama free - he’s grateful to Junno for having really thought about everything. Otherwise, things could’ve been so difficult and awkward, “are you really okay with that Idiot Junno leaving you like that?”
“Well he did leave you first”, she laughs, “at least from what he told me. So I’m just giving him back. Besides, I deserve better”.
Tatsuya chuckles, remembering those same words from Junno’s mouth, “don’t I deserve better?”
She scoffs and, “too late for that. He’s your problem now”.
“Seems like I dug my own grave, ah”, Tatsuya replies.
She laughs. A genuine gesture that makes Tatsuya a tad bit guilty for snatching Junno from her, “he loves you”, she says, “I saw it in his eyes and his actions”, and with that she picks up her bag and waves, “well goodbye. I need to catch a flight back to Fukuoka”.
Tatsuya is appalled, “you mean you came all the way to Tokyo just to meet me?”
“Well, what can I say?” she leers, swinging her lovely hips, “I’m very competitive”.
Later that night, in an apartment where the living room is homely and spacious, and where the rug is new and bigger on the floor and where stretching into the kitchen the sound of water drips on two of everything in the sink, the sound yet too faint to travel down the narrow hallway to the bedroom that has a big bed - everything is nice, big and comfortable with a lot of space and yet, of all the places to sit, Tatsuya cushions himself in Junno’s lap.
“I met your wife today”, Tatsuya casually says.
“Ex-wife”, Junno is quick to correct, “and really? I didn’t think she was serious about meeting you”.
“Oh, so you knew?”
“This time, I wanted no loose ends. No secrets. No nothing in the dark. I wanted to go to Saint Peter’s Square and Time Square and on top the Eiffel Tower and I just wanted to shout how much I love you and that I’m not afraid to love you”.
Tatsuya laughs, “don’t forget to add how stupid you are”.
Wrapping an embrace around Tatsuya, Junno says in an earnestness that makes Tatsuya’s heart throb, “I’m just glad being able to freely love you wasn’t a lost hope”.
Indeed.
The promised tale about their little adventure and the (mis) of it too; a divorcee and his (ex)trannie.
And their story’s happy ending.
“Kiss me”, Tatsuya says - demands, actually.
“Why don’t you be the one to kiss me?”
Frowning, Tatsuya complains, “already backing out on your deal? You said you would become my sex slave, remember?”
Junno chuckles in his defeat, “You play dirty”.
Tatsuya smirks and turns around to completely face Junno, “you just wait. Very soon you’ll be playing real dirty too. Open your mouth”, and here he dips into Junno’s kiss.
“When you kiss me, why do you always grab me by my neck and pull me?” Junno asks in-between pecks.
“Because, you’re a damn giraffe. I’ve to stretch to reach every part of you”.
They both laugh.
Now, they can both laugh but, it’s the love they only realised after they’d lost it.
“Don’t you think it’s unfair?” Junno asks, partly sulking as he ferries Tatsuya over to the bed.
“The whole world is unfair so be a bit more specific”.
“That you get to be my first man, but I’m not yours”.
“Then be happy that at least one of us has some experience”, Tatsuya grins, licking him across his lips, “You enjoyed my lead last time, right?”
Junno seemingly relapsed into the affairs of yesterday’s evening, “it was like sorcery”, he says, still in a daze, “everything I’d fantasised about and so much more”.
“Oh yeah?” Tatsuya murmurs low, “and just what did you fantasise?”
Junno whispers something in Tatsuya’s ear.
Tatsuya's lips slowly and excitingly stretch from east to west, “I think we can try a few of those now”.
“Oh, can we now?”
“Yep! And I’ll even beat all your fantasies. Things you can’t even imagine”.
Junno kisses him, “treat me gently”.
“Not gently. I’ll treat you good”.
“I'm looking forward to it. Do use me as you like”.
“Thank you. Now touch me here. Feel that? I’m ready for you”.
Junno pokes Tatsuya’s butthole with his finger, causing the man to howl low and deep like a wolf bathe in the glory of the full moon.
“When two fingers fit”, Tatsuya huffs and puffs, “I want you deep in me”.
Junno laughs, lifts Tatsuya’s legs and bolts his hip into his, nudging his penis against Tatsuya’s hole, “You’re so cute”, he breathes, sweat forming on his forehead and about to drip, “cute and delicious”.
Tatsuya frees himself open, then inhales and pulls Junno all the way in, “Of course I am”, he breathes out and is embracing Junno who hugs all around him.
A moan travels from Tatsuya’s mouth and into Junno’s collarbone where he’s licking and kissing and getting tipsy. When Junno swiftly lifts him in midair and just as quickly pins him down into the sheets, Tatsuya yelps, his own body burning as Junno’s hardness burrows into his hole and he grabs into Junno’s skin and presses himself all the more into the heat and very slowly his mind drifts to their carefree schooldays when Junno was scrawny.
Tatsuya laughs low to himself as he smoothly slides himself further down Junno’s hardness.
“What’s so funny?” Junno asks.
“Nothing”.
Pouting, Junno whines that, “do you know how damaging that is to a man’s self-esteem? For you to be secretly laughing in the middle of doing something like this”.
Junno was tall and scrawny.
But now, his shoulders spread wide and so does his chest. His tongue now roams scorching and ethereal in Tatsuya’s mouth. Once skinny lanky arms have become big and broad to now wrap around and embrace him in an Everest of pleasure.
Everything feels so good that he almost forgives the years he had to do without this goodness. But it also makes him bitter. He cries out loud when Junno flips him on his side, pulls out to just the tip of his penis, presses in tease against his entrance, and then all the way he rams his whole self back inside Tatsuya’s throbbing being.
“And now you’re spacing out”, Junno’s voice breaks through Tatsuya’s haze.
Tatsuya fuzzily smiles at him, “I’m not spacing out. I’m thinking about you”.
If there was an action to epitomise ‘bittersweet’, then this would be it - the way Junno is sweetly loving him inside out, but with the lingering bitterness of all the years wasted and missed.
Junno’s mouth is hot on Tatsuya’s nipples. His tongue, moistened with sweat and hot breath sends Tatsuya crawling walls and through the roof - throwing his head back into the sheets, and sinking his fingers into Junno’s skin - his toes curling into his sole and all the more, Junno pumps into him hard and slow.
He inhales, getting delirious from the smell of Junno’s sweat and skin and the sound of wetness each time Junno slaps into him. Quick like spring, he heaps himself up, turns around and bends over with his ass open and clear and facing Junno.
“I want you deeper”, he says, breathing short and deep.
Junno smiles at him, flushed and horny, starved and impatient.
He spreads Tatsuya’s ass cheeks apart, slides his thumb in and presses deeply. Tatsuya wobbles on his knees, about to fall but is again held steady by Junno who catches him around his chest, and is now leaning over and tracing his lips on Tatsuya’s bare back, and before Tatsuya could breathe in and release, Junno pushes deep inside him again. Slow thrusts begin to build in the pit of his belly - and he wails, moans hard, breathes heavily, and he swears he loves this man.
“Deeper, Junno. Go even deeper”.
Junno nibbles on Tatsuya’s earlobe and whispers just as breathlessly, “don’t worry. I’ll bury myself in you”.
And so he did.
In and out he moves. Long and hard, he thrusts. Tatsuya flings his head back, too over-brimmed with ecstasy to even scream. His lips tremble - red from him biting on them, and wet from his own dribbling. Junno pulls him over and kisses him, and Tatsuya’s whole body tingles from head to toe - from the tip of his fingers to the tip of his toes - to the skin where Junno’s palm holds him - his dick is stiff and aching with leak where Junno rubs him - and his ass; rosy, sensitive and greedy the more Junno rolls in and out of him.
Tatsuya feels useless. All he can do is feel. Feel the hardness Junno possesses him with. Feel the love Junno gives him. Feel the happiness of the life he’s about to begin--- the image of a future together with Junno, sends him up up far up and he screams with the pleasure of his release - shuddering - melting - and losing it when Junno’s ultimate thrusts sends them both over the moon and back flat in bed again.
Without much energy, they slither into a pile, looking into the ceiling. The room spins in their high and Junno is grinning, dazed and dreamy. Tatsuya still hasn’t moved. His skin still tingles, but there’s a more than satisfied smile on his lips.
“If wishes were horses”, he starts, twisting his pinkie finger around Junno’s, “what would you do?”
Junno laughs, and locks the grip around the finger Tatsuya holds him with, “I--- I’ve no idea”.
“Come on. Be creative and use your imagination”.
Junno hums a bit, “then... then I guess I’d ride them all to you”.
“You’re so cheesy”, Tatsuya laughs, now able to roll over on his side, his head tilting back and he’s looking at Junno’s profile.
“Then what would you do?” Junno asks in return.
Tatsuya makes a long thinking sound. His and Junno’s - it’s the kind of love realised only after they’d lost it - but, a decade later that love returns to them like the prodigal’s magic.
Tatsuya moves closer and brushes his tongue against Junno’s lips, “if wishes were horses...”, he says, hugging Junno tight around his waist “…then”, he whispers, low and ticklish into Junno’s ears, “I would ride them all to you”.
Junno laughs and rolls over on his side to get a good look at Tatsuya, “you just want to go around riding horses all day”.
“Nothing wrong with that”, Tatsuya chuckles, “or would you rather I ride you all day instead?”
“Nothing wrong with that”, Junno replies, biting down on and licking his lips, “lock me in your stable and work me as hard as you wish”.
Tatsuya smirks, and like a royal butterfly - he quietly lands and takes his throne on Junno.
Meanwhile - out there in the other world, the stars twinkle and the night tiptoes away in high spirts. The wind blows not hot nor cold, not even chilly, nor do the dogs bark or the cars honk their horns. The crickets outside just below their window are a little restless, though - as if excited or drawn to compete with the moans, wet slaps and catcalls tuning from their universe - a bubble in which it’s all hugs and kisses and them alone.
story index :: go on... have a happy time - story 7 :: prologue :: story 1 - love is much thicker than forget
::::
☆ the divorcee and his (ex);- if wishes were horses.
junnosuke x tatsuya
A/N: ...! I think this is the first time I've written nc17 this explicitly *blushes* ~~~~ and! I wonder if you noticed? The first half of the prologue happened before the main story, and the second half (the whole pillow fighting bit) happens years after this main story... and so, this entire fic is the, 'Then shit happened' bit ><" Anyway, even if you didn't notice, it's the first time I've written a fic like this~ the approach is new to me, so... I would be happy if you let me know what you think. It really would mean more to me than you can imagine XD