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Title: Perfect Life
Disclaimer: (n) A statement disclaiming something, especially responsibility.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sakurai Sho/Sakurai Kazunari. (Yes, I do mean that.)
Notes: The third of my four kink meme reveals. This one was written for the following prompt INCEST. HOT SMEX. Sho is in love with his younger brother Nino and he is at his limit. and got probably me the most capslocked comments I've ever gotten in my life. It was awesome. XD As with the other two, I've read this over a few times, but it's not your next Pulitzer winner.
Sakurai Sho lived the perfect life.
He was 27, he was the youngest Junior Executive at his firm, and he was making the big money before most people could make it to head secretary. He held several degrees and a lot of responsibility, and he thrived under the pressures of his job. His mother was a well respected teacher and his father was a good senator. They loved each other and made time to have dinner with their kids. His sister had just finished college with honors and gotten a good job with a well known law firm, his younger brother was a burgeoning musician, and his youngest brother was about to enter Keio University with the same honors that Sho had.
And that was where Sho's perfect life came crashing to a horrible, firey blaze of madness. Because Sakurai Sho was 27, and he lived the perfect life, and he was madly in love with Sakurai Kazunari.
Sakurai Kazunari was 25. He was a slip of a man - thanks in large part to his weird aversion to food. To look at his face one might think he was just turning 20. 20 might even be pushing it. Sho couldn't remember much about when Kazu was first born, but the family photo albums held the pictures to prove that he was as excited about it then as he has remained in the years since.
Kazu was always a small boy, usually quiet with strangers, and spent a large part of his early life being picked on. Because of this, Sho spent a large part of his own early like making sure that someone - namely Sho himself - was there to protect Kazu. It didn't always work.
To this day Sho knows more of Kazu than anyone else. He knows all the plains, curves, and dips of Kazu's body. He knows the texture of Kazu's skin and the most sensitive spots to touch. Sho knows where all the tiny white scars from childhood wounds are, because even when he wasn't able to protect Kazu from bullying, Sho was always there to patch him up.
Sho was always there to hold Kazu when Kazu cried because nobody wanted to be his friend. Sho was always there to hold up the covers when Kazu came into his room in the middle of the night needing someone to cuddle with. Sho was the one that Kazu turned to when he needed help with homework, or a project, or if he just had a question about life - even though Sho didn't always have the answers.
Sho was the one that Kazu turned to when he wanted the sex talk at twelve. (It had taken hours of wheedling and pleading and sitting in Sho's lap, but Kazu had worn him down in the end, just like he'd known he would.) It was during that talk that Sho realized he was more attracted to his brother than he should have been. (Really, he would have liked to claim ignorance and ignored it altogether. But ignoring it was hard when you had an erection the size of Tokyo and had trouble convincing your own brother it was because you were talking about sex and thinking of women.)
Sho's attraction hadn't waned over the years. In fact it had only grown stronger. Though he'd known that it was probably not a smart idea to move into an apartment with the brother he wanted to fuck through a mattress at the time he'd agreed to it, Sho wasn't as good a person as he wanted to pretend he was.
And Sho's attraction to his brother was now coming to a head.
He and Kazu were sitting at the dining room table. Kazu was reaching over to liberate some toast from the plate sitting between them. Sho had been keeping his attraction to his brother at bay for years - more than he cared to admit to. He'd been keeping himself from touching how he wanted to, settling for touching Kazu at every available opportunity and earning himself a constant supply of odd looks.
The line of Kazu's neck presented to Sho as his brother stretched out over the table was positively lickable. So Sho did. He moved before he could even think about it, getting out of his chair so quickly it fell back several inches. He leaned in and licked the tempting curve.
Kazu froze, hand half-way to the plate of toast. His breath had either stopped coming or it was coming incredibly slowly. When he realized Kazu wasn't about to move of his own initiative, Sho pulled his face away from his brother's delicious skin reluctantly. He reached out and took a gentle hold of Kazu's hovering wrist, slowly setting the small hand back at Kazu's side. He held it gently and looked up slowly. Kazu stared back at him.
"Kazu?" Sho asked softly.
"... What're you doing?" Kazu breathed.
Sho chewed his lip and offered a weak smile. "Licking you."
His brother snorted softly. "Yeah, I got that. What are you licking me for?"
"Just... because you were there and looked really good."
Kazu continued to regard him steadily, but Sho didn't let go of his hand. The corners of Kazu's lips twitched, but they went nowhere - not to a smile and not to a frown. Kazu ducked his head. "Aren't you taking a pretty big risk, doing that?"
"I wasn't thinking," Sho admitted.
This time the corners of Kazu's mouth twitched into a faint smile. "Generally the other person needs to confess before being allowed to lick one's neck."
Sho took it as a sign that Kazu wasn't angry and thanked whoever happened to be watching over him profusely. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. He let go of Kazu's hand and drew slowly away.
He didn't expect Kazu to follow him. Nor did he expect Kazu to bring their faces very close together. Sho blinked rapidly.
"Oh, no. If you're going to lick my neck without warning you're going to own up to it." Kazu said, poking Sho in the chest with his free hand. "Say it."
Sho stared. Maybe if he looked stupid long enough Kazu would leave him alone? But Kazu just huffed in mild annoyance. "Sho-chan, people don't lick people if they don't want them. Tell me you want me."
"I want you," Sho repeated dutifully. Then he realized what he was repeating and suddenly he couldn't hold back the torrent of words he'd been telling Kazu in his head for years. "I want you, Kazu. I want you so badly it hurts. I want to do every dirty thing in the book to you, and a few that aren't, and I know it's wrong and you're my brother and I'm not supposed to love you like this but I do and -"
Kazu leaned in so close their lips almost touched and Sho choked on air. Kazu smiled slyly. "What you're supposed to do or not as dictated by society has never bothered me, Sho-chan. You know that. I may not be supposed to love you, but I do. You loving me just makes it easier."
It took a moment for Kazu's words to penetrate, and Sho stood in a wide-eyed stupor as they did. Finally he blinked. "Wait, easier?"
"To jump you," Kazu said. And he pressed their lips together.
The kiss was chaste, but Sho moaned anyway. He'd been dreaming about kissing Kazu like this for years. Kazu's mouth was chapped and warm and moving against him, and maybe it was forbidden but he just couldn't bring himself to care. Sho grabbed Kazu around his waist to pull him closer, and made him lean back against the table. His tongue slid over Kazu's lips and slipped into the delicious warmth they parted to reveal. His brother tasted like the butter toast they'd just been eating.
Kazu's tongue pushed against Sho's, teasing, making Sho work for dominance of the kiss. Sho pulled away from Kazu's mouth and looked intently at the younger man's face. Kazu's eyes had closed during the kiss; now they fluttered open and caught his, darkened with pleasure.
Sho pressed his forehead to his brother's and smiled. "This is okay, right?"
Kazu grinned. "It won't be if you don't take me to bed."
Sho laughed amd kissed his brother's forehead. "Tonight, after work, it'll be the first thing I do," he promised, "You know what they're like about days off."
Though he sighed gustily in annoyance, Kazu nonetheless nodded and walked Sho to the door. He waited while Sho got into his shoes, handed Sho his briefcase, and pulled him in by the tie to give Sho the deepest, most toe-curling kiss he'd had ever had. Sho blinked dazedly when it was over.
Kazu smirked. "Something for you to look forward to."
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Though Sho valiantly went to work and sat at his desk and looked up ever fluctuating numbers and portfolios and wrote his reccomendations or points of warning, he wanted nothing more than to be home. He tried to pretend that he wasn't anxious, that he didn't want to be on the next train out of Ginza, that he didn't have his younger brother waiting for him, that he wasn't about to go home and tear that younger brother's clothes off...
"Sakurai?"
Sho jerked in his seat and raised his hand, blinking rapidly. "Yes!"
His boss chuckled and shook his head. "You're dismissed, Sakurai."
Sho looked around the large conference room to find that it was indeed empty of all the employees who'd been there. So much for the meeting. Sho flushed hotly and stood, bowing. "I'm sorry."
"You've been somewhere else all day," his boss said, grinning. He waved a hand. "Skip the party tonight and go to whoever's waiting."
"Yes, sir. I will." Sho mumbled, blushing. He hadn't in fact realized they'd planned a party at all. What else had they decided during that eternity of two hours Sho was apparently missing?
"I'll see you tomorrow, Sakurai."
"Yes, sir, Ohno-san."
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The train took entirely too long. It was like someone knew Sho was in the biggest hurry of his life and was purposefully delaying him. He'd texted Kazu as soon as he'd gotten permission to leave the office. He'd received a reply in the form of a picture of the curve of Kazu's neck, and it was the right side because there was just a hint of Kazu's chin and Sho could see his mole and God if that didn't make Sho horny than nothing else could. Especially when he could still taste Kazu's skin on his tongue.
Sho fidgeted in his seat the whole way between Ginza and Minato. He nearly ran over several business men in his hurry to get out of the station at his stop. He raced home, side tracking only very briefly into a liquor shop to pick up a bottle of Shiraz, which was the only wine Kazu professed to liking. And then finally, finally Sho raced up the stairs to their second floor apartment, fumbling with his keys on the way up, and burst through the door.
Sho was still trying to scrambled out of his shoes and coat at the same time when he heard Kazu's voice chirruping, "Welcome home, master!" Then his brother flung himself into Sho's arms, clinging tightly to his neck.
Sho fell back against the door with enough force to lose his breath. He held onto Kazu as much for dear life as to keep his brother from falling. Kazu laughed against his neck and pressed so close Sho wondered if he was trying to burrow his way through Sho's suit.
"Kazu-- Kazu-- " he gasped.
He didn't really know what he was trying to say. He probably wasn't even trying to say anything; now that he was home and there would be nothing to interrupt them and Kazu was solid against his chest all he wanted was to get rid of the last barrier between them. Sho's hands moved before his brain had caught up to them, reaching for the hem of Kazu's threadbare T-shirt and pulling--
Kazu smacked his hand away. Sho whimpered.
"I made dinner," the younger man whispered, leaning in close and pressing his lips in the barest touch to Sho's. "Go take a bath and it'll be hot when you get out."
"But-- "
"Take a bath, Mr. Whiney," Kazu said, taking the wine from Sho's slack hands. "I'll be here when you get out."
And Sho let himself be led (shoved, really) to the bath. It was the fastest bath of his life. He shampooed his hair and soaped his body and washed it all out at once, fingers moving roughly as he tried to make each movement economical but just had him banging his elbows into the tile. He shoved himself into a pair of sweatpants left by the door, not bothering with a shirt.
If Sho had his way he wouldn't be clothed for very long.
Kazu, as promised, was still there when Sho came to the dining room. Dinner was hot on the table. Kazu had poured the Shiraz into glasses and was standing by his chair. Sho flopped down into his seat with all the grace of a pouting toddler, and Kazu sat, smiling in amusement.
"Didn't anybody ever tell you that foreplay was half the fun, Sho-chan?"
"Unless you're planning on covering yourself with chocolate, this is dinner, not foreplay," Sho groused, picking up his chopsticks and muttering his thanks for the food.
Kazu, cold hearted man that he was, only laughed. Sho had no choice but to eat - Kazu could be as stubborn as an ox when he wanted to be. The food was delicious; Kazu had inherited their mother's cooking skills in a way that Sho never would. But eating wasn't what Sho wanted to be doing. Not when that T-shirt was slowly dropping down one shoulder and exposing more and more pale skin and creating such a fetching frame for his neck and shoulder...
"Finished already?" Kazu asked.
Sho looked down at his plate. It was empty but for the remains of sauce. He'd been so focused on his brother that he hadn't even noticed how mechanically he was eating his dinner. He looked up again; Kazu's plate was very nearly empty.
Sho nodded emphatically. "Yes. Very finished. With food."
Kazu laughed again. He stood from his seat and rounded the table. Sho pushed his seat back in anticipation, but Kazu had wiggled into his lap, straddling him, before he could even start to get up. Not that Sho could really say he minded this time, because Kazu pressed their lips together once more, drawing his tongue slowly over Sho's bottom lip and teasing Sho's tongue once they were parted. Kazu's T-shirt was soft against Sho's skin and rubbed over his nipples when Kazu's body did, providing a delightful friction.
Sho sighed against Kazu's lips and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, pulling him in close. It was awkward going on the chair, but as long as Kazu didn't move too much Sho could slip his hand up under his shirt and along the little rises of his spine. Kazu moaned softly and arched into his touch, and Sho smiled, pleased with himself, curling his tongue around his brother's and teasing it over the roof of his mouth.
Kazu rocked against him in slight, barely-there motions that Sho wouldn't have noticed if not for the distinct hardness, whimpering, and Sho dipped his fingers down under the waistband of Kazu's loose jeans. He kept dipping until they brushed over the dimple in the small of Kazu's back, until the tips of his fingers were splayed over as much of his brother's ass as they could be with the pants in the way.
Kazu pulled away, breathing hot puffs of hair over Sho's lips. His normally honey eyes were dark and slightly unfocused. "Sho-chan..."
Sho caught Kazu's lip between his teeth and tugged on it gently. "Let me take you, Kazu."
Kazu whimpered low in his throat and nodded. Sho let go of his lip, letting him get up, and stood quickly. He took Kazu by the wrist and walked him to his bedroom, to his bed. He pulled up Kazu's T-shirt first, tossing it to the side. Sho watched Kazu wiggle out of his pants, while he shoved his own down and stepped out of them.
He moved to push Kazu down to the pillows and promptly tripped on Kazu's jeans, falling on top of him.
Kazu burst into laughter, shaking the bed with the force of it. It was only Sho's weight on top of him that kept him from turning onto his side and curling up in a ball of amusement. Sho grumbled, kicking the offending item of clothing away, and wiggled himself on top of Kazu, straddling him.
"Not funny."
"No," Kazu agreed breathlessly, his lips pulled into a wide grin that completely negated his negative. "Hilarious."
Sho growled quietly and leaned down, pinning Kazu under him as he claimed his brother's lips. Whatever laughter Kazu had left in him soon turned to little noises of pleasure that Sho swallowed eagerly. He rolled his hips down just to hear Kazu whine, and whine Kazu did. He slipped a leg free of Sho's bodily hold to wrap it around Sho's waist and hold him down.
Instead Sho dragged one hand down the side of Kazu's body and over the curve of that thigh, smacking his brother's exposde back side. Kazu squeaked indignantly, and Sho smiled. He pulled away from the kiss, panting softly.
"Condoms. Lube. Need 'em," he murmured between heavy breaths, moving Kazu's leg down to the mattress once more.
It was a challenge to pull away, especially when Kazu groaned and writhed in protest like that, but Sho was not going to do this without those two necessities. And anyway that was what Kazu got for laughing at him. Sho ran for the bathroom, grabbed the small tube he'd kept for emergencies and a small foil packet that he'd been handed by a campaign girl a week ago.
He came back to the sight of Kazu on his knees on the bed, jerking himself off slowly, panting out Sho's name at irregular intervals. Sho swore he felt his blood draining from his head. His eyes rolled in their sockets.
"Sho..." Kazu whined, drawing just his finger tips down the length of his cock.
Sho stumbled to the bed, wrenching Kazu's hand away, pinning it to his back and leaning enough to force Kazu to hold himself up on his other arm or risk face-planting into the mattress. He nuzzled the back of Kazu's neck, biting down on the little bump at the nape, sucking a small red mark. Kazu moaned, dropping his head down and allowing Sho better access. Grinning against his skin, Sho reached for the tube and popped the cap.
It was messy going - he was still holding Kazu's arm to his back - but Sho got the lube smeared liberally over his fingers. He drew a line down his brother's spine with the tip of one, ending it at Kazu's entrance, twirling his fingers around the puckering while his mouth moved back and forth over Kazu's shoulders.
Kazu was trembling beneath him, moaning an almost constant note, swaying as he fought to hold himself up. Sho pressed his finger into Kazu and Kazu fell forward with a cry, pressing his eyes into the crook of his elbow. Sho swirled the finger around, making bigger and bigger circles, waiting until Kazu's body was pliant in his arms before he dared to press in a second finger.
Kazu keened, arching against Sho, his hand clenching in the covers. Sho scissored his fingers slowly, going wider and wider as Kazu moaned louder and rocked with more force against him. Then he added a third finger, and pushed all three in as far as they would go, pressing down.
The reaction was immediate. Kazu tensed and writhed, shouting out, "SHO!" into the covers.
Sho smiled. That was exactly the reaction he'd been looking for. He slid his fingers from Kazu's body, finally letting go of his brother's arm. Kazu stayed put, though his arm fell to the bed to assist in the effort of holding up of his visibly trembling body. Sho hurried to roll the condom onto his cock and slick it with the remaining lube on his fingers. He wrapped his clean arm around Kazu's waist and held himself steady.
Then he pressed in.
Kazu was hot. Hot and tight and Sho groaned gutterally. He rolled his hips, nudging in inches at a time, holding Kazu's shaking body tightly to his chest. When he was in to the balls he stopped entirely, his own thighs trembling, and simply held his whimpering brother.
"You... okay?"
Kazu's lips parted as though he was going to answer, but no sounds came out beyond wordless mewls that sent stabbing heat straight through Sho's cock. It pulsed in time with his blood; every nerve in his body screamed to move. Had it been anybody else Sho might have given in. But this was Kazu, his beloved baby brother, and he was never going to do anything that would hurt him.
"M-move. Sho. Move." Kazu gasped at last. "Please."
Sho moved. He meant to go slow, but Kazu's body clenched around him and Kazu kept moaning, and it was all Sho could do to keep from pounding Kazu into the bed. He set a quick pace of shallow thrusting, rolling his hips in time to the sounds pulling themselves from Kazu's throat. Below him Kazu thrashed and clung to the bed covers and cried out. Sho changed pace suddenly, pressing into his balls and pausing. Pulling out almost to the tip of his cock. Pressing in again. Kazu choked.
"Oh fuck-- "
"Exactly," Sho gasped. He sat up suddenly, pulling Kazu up with him and keeping himself deep in his body, moaning into the back of his brother's neck when the change in position made Kazu clench again. "Ride me, Kazu."
Kazu's head rolled back onto his shoulder. Sho took advantage of that to lick and bite and kiss the sweat-dampened skin. Kazu's eyes were closed, his lips parted, and his adam's apple moved convulsively. He was beautiful. Sho rolled his hips to spur Kazu into action and his brother started to move, lifing himself up slowly and sitting back down. Sho moved with him, moaning into Kazu's ear, nipping up the delicate shell of it, sucking on the skin just behind his lobe.
Kazu's hand strayed to his cock. Sho, busy creating the most delicious hickey he'd ever created in his life, watched through half lidded eyes. His brother started to stroke himself, hand moving slowly at first, jerking with each roll of Sho's hips. It took him a few tries, and then Sho could see his fingers tighten around his length, stroking firmly in time with the pace Sho had set them. He did something to himself that made him clench around Sho - the tightest he'd been clamped so far. Sho dragged his fingers down Kazu's abdomen and joined his hand with Kazu's own.
"More," he groaned. "Touch yourself harder."
With Sho's hand squeezed around Kazu's smaller one, his brother didn't have much of a choice. Kazu whimpered, shivering against Sho's chest, working himself, twisting his wrist when Sho did, stroking harder, faster. His body tensed and relaxed almost rhythmically. It was under that rhythm that Sho orgasmed, sitting Kazu onto the length of his cock and snapping his hips shallowly. A slight pressure of his nails up the vein of Kazu's cock had his brother crying out, spasming around Sho as he followed him to climax. Sho kept moving his hips, fucking Kazu through his orgasm, letting his touch become light on Kazu's softening cock.
When the rolling of Sho's hips died away, Kazu moaned softly. "Sho-chan..."
Sho leaned over as far as he could, kissing along Kazu's jaw, and his brother took the hint, meeting his lips. The kiss was the softest yet - a full lip lock and yet it wasn't deep or hungry or about claiming. Sho thought his heart might swell to bursting as their lips moved together.
When they pulled away from each other, Kazu grinned at him. Sho grinned stupidly back. He helped Kazu off him, helped him lay on his side, pulling the condom off and tying it carefully before throwing it in his trash can. Then he slid from the bed, padding quickly to the bathroom to get a damp wash cloth, cleaning himself before he returned to clean Kazu.
Kazu was pliant as he was cleaned. When he was done, Sho had no desire to be away from Kazu any longer - even just to throw the washcloth into the sink. He tossed the cloth into the garbage with the condom, laying down and wrapping his arm low around Kazu's waist and pressing his forehead to his brother's. They'd probably get up and go play games or take another shower, but for now Kazu was soft and warm in his arms and Sho wanted to revel in that.
There was silence for a long while. Then Kazu smiled. "I love you, Sho-chan."
Sho smiled back at him, bringing their lips together. "Love you, Kazu."
Disclaimer: (n) A statement disclaiming something, especially responsibility.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sakurai Sho/Sakurai Kazunari. (Yes, I do mean that.)
Notes: The third of my four kink meme reveals. This one was written for the following prompt INCEST. HOT SMEX. Sho is in love with his younger brother Nino and he is at his limit. and got probably me the most capslocked comments I've ever gotten in my life. It was awesome. XD As with the other two, I've read this over a few times, but it's not your next Pulitzer winner.
Sakurai Sho lived the perfect life.
He was 27, he was the youngest Junior Executive at his firm, and he was making the big money before most people could make it to head secretary. He held several degrees and a lot of responsibility, and he thrived under the pressures of his job. His mother was a well respected teacher and his father was a good senator. They loved each other and made time to have dinner with their kids. His sister had just finished college with honors and gotten a good job with a well known law firm, his younger brother was a burgeoning musician, and his youngest brother was about to enter Keio University with the same honors that Sho had.
And that was where Sho's perfect life came crashing to a horrible, firey blaze of madness. Because Sakurai Sho was 27, and he lived the perfect life, and he was madly in love with Sakurai Kazunari.
Sakurai Kazunari was 25. He was a slip of a man - thanks in large part to his weird aversion to food. To look at his face one might think he was just turning 20. 20 might even be pushing it. Sho couldn't remember much about when Kazu was first born, but the family photo albums held the pictures to prove that he was as excited about it then as he has remained in the years since.
Kazu was always a small boy, usually quiet with strangers, and spent a large part of his early life being picked on. Because of this, Sho spent a large part of his own early like making sure that someone - namely Sho himself - was there to protect Kazu. It didn't always work.
To this day Sho knows more of Kazu than anyone else. He knows all the plains, curves, and dips of Kazu's body. He knows the texture of Kazu's skin and the most sensitive spots to touch. Sho knows where all the tiny white scars from childhood wounds are, because even when he wasn't able to protect Kazu from bullying, Sho was always there to patch him up.
Sho was always there to hold Kazu when Kazu cried because nobody wanted to be his friend. Sho was always there to hold up the covers when Kazu came into his room in the middle of the night needing someone to cuddle with. Sho was the one that Kazu turned to when he needed help with homework, or a project, or if he just had a question about life - even though Sho didn't always have the answers.
Sho was the one that Kazu turned to when he wanted the sex talk at twelve. (It had taken hours of wheedling and pleading and sitting in Sho's lap, but Kazu had worn him down in the end, just like he'd known he would.) It was during that talk that Sho realized he was more attracted to his brother than he should have been. (Really, he would have liked to claim ignorance and ignored it altogether. But ignoring it was hard when you had an erection the size of Tokyo and had trouble convincing your own brother it was because you were talking about sex and thinking of women.)
Sho's attraction hadn't waned over the years. In fact it had only grown stronger. Though he'd known that it was probably not a smart idea to move into an apartment with the brother he wanted to fuck through a mattress at the time he'd agreed to it, Sho wasn't as good a person as he wanted to pretend he was.
And Sho's attraction to his brother was now coming to a head.
He and Kazu were sitting at the dining room table. Kazu was reaching over to liberate some toast from the plate sitting between them. Sho had been keeping his attraction to his brother at bay for years - more than he cared to admit to. He'd been keeping himself from touching how he wanted to, settling for touching Kazu at every available opportunity and earning himself a constant supply of odd looks.
The line of Kazu's neck presented to Sho as his brother stretched out over the table was positively lickable. So Sho did. He moved before he could even think about it, getting out of his chair so quickly it fell back several inches. He leaned in and licked the tempting curve.
Kazu froze, hand half-way to the plate of toast. His breath had either stopped coming or it was coming incredibly slowly. When he realized Kazu wasn't about to move of his own initiative, Sho pulled his face away from his brother's delicious skin reluctantly. He reached out and took a gentle hold of Kazu's hovering wrist, slowly setting the small hand back at Kazu's side. He held it gently and looked up slowly. Kazu stared back at him.
"Kazu?" Sho asked softly.
"... What're you doing?" Kazu breathed.
Sho chewed his lip and offered a weak smile. "Licking you."
His brother snorted softly. "Yeah, I got that. What are you licking me for?"
"Just... because you were there and looked really good."
Kazu continued to regard him steadily, but Sho didn't let go of his hand. The corners of Kazu's lips twitched, but they went nowhere - not to a smile and not to a frown. Kazu ducked his head. "Aren't you taking a pretty big risk, doing that?"
"I wasn't thinking," Sho admitted.
This time the corners of Kazu's mouth twitched into a faint smile. "Generally the other person needs to confess before being allowed to lick one's neck."
Sho took it as a sign that Kazu wasn't angry and thanked whoever happened to be watching over him profusely. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. He let go of Kazu's hand and drew slowly away.
He didn't expect Kazu to follow him. Nor did he expect Kazu to bring their faces very close together. Sho blinked rapidly.
"Oh, no. If you're going to lick my neck without warning you're going to own up to it." Kazu said, poking Sho in the chest with his free hand. "Say it."
Sho stared. Maybe if he looked stupid long enough Kazu would leave him alone? But Kazu just huffed in mild annoyance. "Sho-chan, people don't lick people if they don't want them. Tell me you want me."
"I want you," Sho repeated dutifully. Then he realized what he was repeating and suddenly he couldn't hold back the torrent of words he'd been telling Kazu in his head for years. "I want you, Kazu. I want you so badly it hurts. I want to do every dirty thing in the book to you, and a few that aren't, and I know it's wrong and you're my brother and I'm not supposed to love you like this but I do and -"
Kazu leaned in so close their lips almost touched and Sho choked on air. Kazu smiled slyly. "What you're supposed to do or not as dictated by society has never bothered me, Sho-chan. You know that. I may not be supposed to love you, but I do. You loving me just makes it easier."
It took a moment for Kazu's words to penetrate, and Sho stood in a wide-eyed stupor as they did. Finally he blinked. "Wait, easier?"
"To jump you," Kazu said. And he pressed their lips together.
The kiss was chaste, but Sho moaned anyway. He'd been dreaming about kissing Kazu like this for years. Kazu's mouth was chapped and warm and moving against him, and maybe it was forbidden but he just couldn't bring himself to care. Sho grabbed Kazu around his waist to pull him closer, and made him lean back against the table. His tongue slid over Kazu's lips and slipped into the delicious warmth they parted to reveal. His brother tasted like the butter toast they'd just been eating.
Kazu's tongue pushed against Sho's, teasing, making Sho work for dominance of the kiss. Sho pulled away from Kazu's mouth and looked intently at the younger man's face. Kazu's eyes had closed during the kiss; now they fluttered open and caught his, darkened with pleasure.
Sho pressed his forehead to his brother's and smiled. "This is okay, right?"
Kazu grinned. "It won't be if you don't take me to bed."
Sho laughed amd kissed his brother's forehead. "Tonight, after work, it'll be the first thing I do," he promised, "You know what they're like about days off."
Though he sighed gustily in annoyance, Kazu nonetheless nodded and walked Sho to the door. He waited while Sho got into his shoes, handed Sho his briefcase, and pulled him in by the tie to give Sho the deepest, most toe-curling kiss he'd had ever had. Sho blinked dazedly when it was over.
Kazu smirked. "Something for you to look forward to."
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Though Sho valiantly went to work and sat at his desk and looked up ever fluctuating numbers and portfolios and wrote his reccomendations or points of warning, he wanted nothing more than to be home. He tried to pretend that he wasn't anxious, that he didn't want to be on the next train out of Ginza, that he didn't have his younger brother waiting for him, that he wasn't about to go home and tear that younger brother's clothes off...
"Sakurai?"
Sho jerked in his seat and raised his hand, blinking rapidly. "Yes!"
His boss chuckled and shook his head. "You're dismissed, Sakurai."
Sho looked around the large conference room to find that it was indeed empty of all the employees who'd been there. So much for the meeting. Sho flushed hotly and stood, bowing. "I'm sorry."
"You've been somewhere else all day," his boss said, grinning. He waved a hand. "Skip the party tonight and go to whoever's waiting."
"Yes, sir. I will." Sho mumbled, blushing. He hadn't in fact realized they'd planned a party at all. What else had they decided during that eternity of two hours Sho was apparently missing?
"I'll see you tomorrow, Sakurai."
"Yes, sir, Ohno-san."
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The train took entirely too long. It was like someone knew Sho was in the biggest hurry of his life and was purposefully delaying him. He'd texted Kazu as soon as he'd gotten permission to leave the office. He'd received a reply in the form of a picture of the curve of Kazu's neck, and it was the right side because there was just a hint of Kazu's chin and Sho could see his mole and God if that didn't make Sho horny than nothing else could. Especially when he could still taste Kazu's skin on his tongue.
Sho fidgeted in his seat the whole way between Ginza and Minato. He nearly ran over several business men in his hurry to get out of the station at his stop. He raced home, side tracking only very briefly into a liquor shop to pick up a bottle of Shiraz, which was the only wine Kazu professed to liking. And then finally, finally Sho raced up the stairs to their second floor apartment, fumbling with his keys on the way up, and burst through the door.
Sho was still trying to scrambled out of his shoes and coat at the same time when he heard Kazu's voice chirruping, "Welcome home, master!" Then his brother flung himself into Sho's arms, clinging tightly to his neck.
Sho fell back against the door with enough force to lose his breath. He held onto Kazu as much for dear life as to keep his brother from falling. Kazu laughed against his neck and pressed so close Sho wondered if he was trying to burrow his way through Sho's suit.
"Kazu-- Kazu-- " he gasped.
He didn't really know what he was trying to say. He probably wasn't even trying to say anything; now that he was home and there would be nothing to interrupt them and Kazu was solid against his chest all he wanted was to get rid of the last barrier between them. Sho's hands moved before his brain had caught up to them, reaching for the hem of Kazu's threadbare T-shirt and pulling--
Kazu smacked his hand away. Sho whimpered.
"I made dinner," the younger man whispered, leaning in close and pressing his lips in the barest touch to Sho's. "Go take a bath and it'll be hot when you get out."
"But-- "
"Take a bath, Mr. Whiney," Kazu said, taking the wine from Sho's slack hands. "I'll be here when you get out."
And Sho let himself be led (shoved, really) to the bath. It was the fastest bath of his life. He shampooed his hair and soaped his body and washed it all out at once, fingers moving roughly as he tried to make each movement economical but just had him banging his elbows into the tile. He shoved himself into a pair of sweatpants left by the door, not bothering with a shirt.
If Sho had his way he wouldn't be clothed for very long.
Kazu, as promised, was still there when Sho came to the dining room. Dinner was hot on the table. Kazu had poured the Shiraz into glasses and was standing by his chair. Sho flopped down into his seat with all the grace of a pouting toddler, and Kazu sat, smiling in amusement.
"Didn't anybody ever tell you that foreplay was half the fun, Sho-chan?"
"Unless you're planning on covering yourself with chocolate, this is dinner, not foreplay," Sho groused, picking up his chopsticks and muttering his thanks for the food.
Kazu, cold hearted man that he was, only laughed. Sho had no choice but to eat - Kazu could be as stubborn as an ox when he wanted to be. The food was delicious; Kazu had inherited their mother's cooking skills in a way that Sho never would. But eating wasn't what Sho wanted to be doing. Not when that T-shirt was slowly dropping down one shoulder and exposing more and more pale skin and creating such a fetching frame for his neck and shoulder...
"Finished already?" Kazu asked.
Sho looked down at his plate. It was empty but for the remains of sauce. He'd been so focused on his brother that he hadn't even noticed how mechanically he was eating his dinner. He looked up again; Kazu's plate was very nearly empty.
Sho nodded emphatically. "Yes. Very finished. With food."
Kazu laughed again. He stood from his seat and rounded the table. Sho pushed his seat back in anticipation, but Kazu had wiggled into his lap, straddling him, before he could even start to get up. Not that Sho could really say he minded this time, because Kazu pressed their lips together once more, drawing his tongue slowly over Sho's bottom lip and teasing Sho's tongue once they were parted. Kazu's T-shirt was soft against Sho's skin and rubbed over his nipples when Kazu's body did, providing a delightful friction.
Sho sighed against Kazu's lips and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, pulling him in close. It was awkward going on the chair, but as long as Kazu didn't move too much Sho could slip his hand up under his shirt and along the little rises of his spine. Kazu moaned softly and arched into his touch, and Sho smiled, pleased with himself, curling his tongue around his brother's and teasing it over the roof of his mouth.
Kazu rocked against him in slight, barely-there motions that Sho wouldn't have noticed if not for the distinct hardness, whimpering, and Sho dipped his fingers down under the waistband of Kazu's loose jeans. He kept dipping until they brushed over the dimple in the small of Kazu's back, until the tips of his fingers were splayed over as much of his brother's ass as they could be with the pants in the way.
Kazu pulled away, breathing hot puffs of hair over Sho's lips. His normally honey eyes were dark and slightly unfocused. "Sho-chan..."
Sho caught Kazu's lip between his teeth and tugged on it gently. "Let me take you, Kazu."
Kazu whimpered low in his throat and nodded. Sho let go of his lip, letting him get up, and stood quickly. He took Kazu by the wrist and walked him to his bedroom, to his bed. He pulled up Kazu's T-shirt first, tossing it to the side. Sho watched Kazu wiggle out of his pants, while he shoved his own down and stepped out of them.
He moved to push Kazu down to the pillows and promptly tripped on Kazu's jeans, falling on top of him.
Kazu burst into laughter, shaking the bed with the force of it. It was only Sho's weight on top of him that kept him from turning onto his side and curling up in a ball of amusement. Sho grumbled, kicking the offending item of clothing away, and wiggled himself on top of Kazu, straddling him.
"Not funny."
"No," Kazu agreed breathlessly, his lips pulled into a wide grin that completely negated his negative. "Hilarious."
Sho growled quietly and leaned down, pinning Kazu under him as he claimed his brother's lips. Whatever laughter Kazu had left in him soon turned to little noises of pleasure that Sho swallowed eagerly. He rolled his hips down just to hear Kazu whine, and whine Kazu did. He slipped a leg free of Sho's bodily hold to wrap it around Sho's waist and hold him down.
Instead Sho dragged one hand down the side of Kazu's body and over the curve of that thigh, smacking his brother's exposde back side. Kazu squeaked indignantly, and Sho smiled. He pulled away from the kiss, panting softly.
"Condoms. Lube. Need 'em," he murmured between heavy breaths, moving Kazu's leg down to the mattress once more.
It was a challenge to pull away, especially when Kazu groaned and writhed in protest like that, but Sho was not going to do this without those two necessities. And anyway that was what Kazu got for laughing at him. Sho ran for the bathroom, grabbed the small tube he'd kept for emergencies and a small foil packet that he'd been handed by a campaign girl a week ago.
He came back to the sight of Kazu on his knees on the bed, jerking himself off slowly, panting out Sho's name at irregular intervals. Sho swore he felt his blood draining from his head. His eyes rolled in their sockets.
"Sho..." Kazu whined, drawing just his finger tips down the length of his cock.
Sho stumbled to the bed, wrenching Kazu's hand away, pinning it to his back and leaning enough to force Kazu to hold himself up on his other arm or risk face-planting into the mattress. He nuzzled the back of Kazu's neck, biting down on the little bump at the nape, sucking a small red mark. Kazu moaned, dropping his head down and allowing Sho better access. Grinning against his skin, Sho reached for the tube and popped the cap.
It was messy going - he was still holding Kazu's arm to his back - but Sho got the lube smeared liberally over his fingers. He drew a line down his brother's spine with the tip of one, ending it at Kazu's entrance, twirling his fingers around the puckering while his mouth moved back and forth over Kazu's shoulders.
Kazu was trembling beneath him, moaning an almost constant note, swaying as he fought to hold himself up. Sho pressed his finger into Kazu and Kazu fell forward with a cry, pressing his eyes into the crook of his elbow. Sho swirled the finger around, making bigger and bigger circles, waiting until Kazu's body was pliant in his arms before he dared to press in a second finger.
Kazu keened, arching against Sho, his hand clenching in the covers. Sho scissored his fingers slowly, going wider and wider as Kazu moaned louder and rocked with more force against him. Then he added a third finger, and pushed all three in as far as they would go, pressing down.
The reaction was immediate. Kazu tensed and writhed, shouting out, "SHO!" into the covers.
Sho smiled. That was exactly the reaction he'd been looking for. He slid his fingers from Kazu's body, finally letting go of his brother's arm. Kazu stayed put, though his arm fell to the bed to assist in the effort of holding up of his visibly trembling body. Sho hurried to roll the condom onto his cock and slick it with the remaining lube on his fingers. He wrapped his clean arm around Kazu's waist and held himself steady.
Then he pressed in.
Kazu was hot. Hot and tight and Sho groaned gutterally. He rolled his hips, nudging in inches at a time, holding Kazu's shaking body tightly to his chest. When he was in to the balls he stopped entirely, his own thighs trembling, and simply held his whimpering brother.
"You... okay?"
Kazu's lips parted as though he was going to answer, but no sounds came out beyond wordless mewls that sent stabbing heat straight through Sho's cock. It pulsed in time with his blood; every nerve in his body screamed to move. Had it been anybody else Sho might have given in. But this was Kazu, his beloved baby brother, and he was never going to do anything that would hurt him.
"M-move. Sho. Move." Kazu gasped at last. "Please."
Sho moved. He meant to go slow, but Kazu's body clenched around him and Kazu kept moaning, and it was all Sho could do to keep from pounding Kazu into the bed. He set a quick pace of shallow thrusting, rolling his hips in time to the sounds pulling themselves from Kazu's throat. Below him Kazu thrashed and clung to the bed covers and cried out. Sho changed pace suddenly, pressing into his balls and pausing. Pulling out almost to the tip of his cock. Pressing in again. Kazu choked.
"Oh fuck-- "
"Exactly," Sho gasped. He sat up suddenly, pulling Kazu up with him and keeping himself deep in his body, moaning into the back of his brother's neck when the change in position made Kazu clench again. "Ride me, Kazu."
Kazu's head rolled back onto his shoulder. Sho took advantage of that to lick and bite and kiss the sweat-dampened skin. Kazu's eyes were closed, his lips parted, and his adam's apple moved convulsively. He was beautiful. Sho rolled his hips to spur Kazu into action and his brother started to move, lifing himself up slowly and sitting back down. Sho moved with him, moaning into Kazu's ear, nipping up the delicate shell of it, sucking on the skin just behind his lobe.
Kazu's hand strayed to his cock. Sho, busy creating the most delicious hickey he'd ever created in his life, watched through half lidded eyes. His brother started to stroke himself, hand moving slowly at first, jerking with each roll of Sho's hips. It took him a few tries, and then Sho could see his fingers tighten around his length, stroking firmly in time with the pace Sho had set them. He did something to himself that made him clench around Sho - the tightest he'd been clamped so far. Sho dragged his fingers down Kazu's abdomen and joined his hand with Kazu's own.
"More," he groaned. "Touch yourself harder."
With Sho's hand squeezed around Kazu's smaller one, his brother didn't have much of a choice. Kazu whimpered, shivering against Sho's chest, working himself, twisting his wrist when Sho did, stroking harder, faster. His body tensed and relaxed almost rhythmically. It was under that rhythm that Sho orgasmed, sitting Kazu onto the length of his cock and snapping his hips shallowly. A slight pressure of his nails up the vein of Kazu's cock had his brother crying out, spasming around Sho as he followed him to climax. Sho kept moving his hips, fucking Kazu through his orgasm, letting his touch become light on Kazu's softening cock.
When the rolling of Sho's hips died away, Kazu moaned softly. "Sho-chan..."
Sho leaned over as far as he could, kissing along Kazu's jaw, and his brother took the hint, meeting his lips. The kiss was the softest yet - a full lip lock and yet it wasn't deep or hungry or about claiming. Sho thought his heart might swell to bursting as their lips moved together.
When they pulled away from each other, Kazu grinned at him. Sho grinned stupidly back. He helped Kazu off him, helped him lay on his side, pulling the condom off and tying it carefully before throwing it in his trash can. Then he slid from the bed, padding quickly to the bathroom to get a damp wash cloth, cleaning himself before he returned to clean Kazu.
Kazu was pliant as he was cleaned. When he was done, Sho had no desire to be away from Kazu any longer - even just to throw the washcloth into the sink. He tossed the cloth into the garbage with the condom, laying down and wrapping his arm low around Kazu's waist and pressing his forehead to his brother's. They'd probably get up and go play games or take another shower, but for now Kazu was soft and warm in his arms and Sho wanted to revel in that.
There was silence for a long while. Then Kazu smiled. "I love you, Sho-chan."
Sho smiled back at him, bringing their lips together. "Love you, Kazu."