little wishes 5b
Title: Little Wishes
chapter: 5B
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: KiritoXAiji, KiritoXKohta, TadashiXRyutaro and many others
Bands: main: Pierrot, Plastic Tree. Minor: Gazette, Janne da Arc, Dir en Grey
Warning: Language, abuse, sex, blow jobs, insanity and generally demoralizing
Disclaimer: I do not own these people and nothing is real...
Synopsis: When a simple wish lands Aiji(Shinji) in a world of trouble he finds himself being held as a love slave to the dictator Kirito. With a rebellion being planned what fate with Shinji find himself in?
This chapter: Tadashi spends a nice day with Ryutaro and they have cute adorable sex.
Pervious: 1,2, 3 4 5a
Tadashi left the meeting having agreed not only to assassinate the head of the world’s super power, but to have dinner with Jun. Once outside, however, his thoughts left from his mission and solely on his husband, Ryutaro. Each step beckoned him to the past and to quickly recall the past promise to never leave his lover’s side.
It’s for the best, Tadashi reminded himself, stepping on his train. This way Ryutaro can go without putting up a fight.
The harmonic clatter of the train against the tracks quickly took Tadashi back to his life outside Shikoku. He and Ryutaro were quite happy under Kirito’s rule. After all, they didn’t have to worry about the country diving into another war; everyone was given a job, food, health care and were happy to marry whom ever they wanted. These things were what everyone needed for a satisfying life and there it was freely handed to them. Tadashi was even an officer keeping everyone safe.
Jeering to a halt, Tadashi arrived at his stop and all those happy thoughts of the past ceased. He was nearly home now, just a short walk through a park and up three flights of stairs. The aromatic scent of blooming flowers encircle nose as waked through the part and brought back memories of the past. In his other life Ryutaro worked at a florist, the fragrance was the park was so similar to what his lover ended up smelling each day. Their life was so happy.
Once the familiar flora scent ceased to entice him of the past Tadashi proceeded to start on his journey us the stairs.
How will he be today, he pondered recalling that for weeks Ryutaro was gone. The nurse was there to take care of him during the day, but once he came home he was there to along to face his lover. He would look the same, yet he was so far gone.
Opening the door the first thing Tadashi noticed was music, perhaps a bit too loud, playing from the kitchen. The view of its source, however, was blocked by a wall. Eyes gazing to the living room the image of Toshiya the nurse came to view. He was leisurely reading a magazine before looking up at Tadashi with a crooked smile. He stood, blue hair quickly cascading into his heavily made up eyes as he quietly made his way towards Tadashi. He was probably the strangest nurse Tadashi had ever seen and the first day Ryu’s doctor recommended him Tadashi though the person arriving at this door was a hooker, but he was perfect with Ryu, always patient and willing to help.
“How is he?”
Toshiya smiled, “Lucid. He was up when I came and decide he wanted to make crepes. We had to go to the store though, which is why he just starting making them.”
Totally Lucid?” Tadashi grinned.
Toshiya nodded, “Perfect. Even wrote the list himself.”
“That’s wonderful. I’m going to be here the rest of the day. So you’re free to leave. I’ll see you tomorrow at Ryu’s appointment.”
Nodding, Toshiya gathered his things and walked out. Ryutaro during this whole thing was completely obvious due to the music. He stood at the entry to the kitchen watching as Ryu poured the batter in the pan before spending the few second it took to cook to cut up a strawberry before flipping to thin pancake over. Finding the perfect moment to pounce he came behind the dark haired male and wrapped his arms around his waist in a hug.
“Tada!” Ryu giggled as Tadashi kissed his neck. “You’re home early.”
“Yeah, they gave me the rest of the day off today.”
“Well I’m almost done with this then we can have brunch together. There might be a little less since I only made them for two and with Toshiya here it makes three.”
“Toshiya left.”
“What?”
“I sent him away. Today is just for us.”
The two went on enjoying their breakfast, Ryutaro gather the food while Tadashi set the table.
This was what Ryutaro was supposed to have Tadashi thought enjoying the crepes as he watched his lover act as if nothing had ever happened.
Today his lover was lucid, but what about tomorrow, or even the next few hours. Something could easily cause him to fold into himself and convert back to what was now his normal state.
The happiness of today would make far too easily the ability to call why not everyday was this perfect.
There was a raid on the flower shop where Ryutaro worked, the owner was helping the rebels, and though Ryu know nothing he was interrogated for a year. His release. The result of the interrogation shinned though when one day Tadashi come home to Ryutaro dying all their clothes purple. The reasoning behind it, because the other colors were so mean that he felt the need to cheer purple up by making it the only color in their wardrobe. Not only had their clothes, which were thankfully mostly black so the dye didn’t take too well, but their bath tub was the neglected hue.
The next day Tadashi set up an appointment for Ryu. The doctor had concluded that he was psychotic, the “interrogation” had affected him and there was nothing to be done. Two days a later that Ryutaro got the note to come down to the office for a new ‘job placement.’ Tadashi knew what that meat. People who were deemed insane couldn’t work and surely this “placement” would be some medical testing facility or shipped off to some recover country for hard labor where’d he surely die on the journey.
Tadashi couldn’t let it happen, even if his position as an officer would have forcing him to uphold the law. He quickly decided it was best if they fled to Shikoku. Ironically, once they made their flit Ryutaro’s condition only intensify.
One day, after returning late from work one winter's day, Ryutaro wasn’t anywhere to be found. He searched everywhere and ended up scouring the park in the knee deep in snow. And there his lover was, barefoot and clad only in pajamas as he gazed at the stars. He hadn’t realized his feet were blue or that his was shivering. After taking his lover to a warm shower and bed, Tadashi cried for he knew it was the beginning of the end. Ryutaro couldn’t be left alone and there was no getting better.
The two enjoyed their crêpes and with Tadashi’s suggestion they decided to have a lazy afternoon in the bedroom, it would result in only one outcome; one that they both wanted. Peaceful cuddling and a few soft caresses soon gave way to more illicit acts.
Ryutaro closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss. It hadn’t been the first kiss between the two of them that day, but it was the first that spoke of what was to come. The blond brought his hand to the other’s cold cheek. Once their lips separated Tada was met with doe like eyes of Ryutaro’s as he pressed their foreheads together with a bright smile.
“I love you, Tadashi,” he whispered. “I know I can be hard to manage sometimes…”
That’s when it happened, a deep blink resulting in a tear running down his cheek.
“Shh it’s fine Ryutaro,” A kiss, a loving hand placed on his cheek, thumb used to whip away the tear.
The brunet shook his head. “No, I want to say this…before I can’t anymore.”
More tears silently streamed down. Tadashi let not one work pass his lips for he busy kissing the tears away.
“I know it’s insane to alphabetize our trash or any of the other stupid things I do. I see it happening, but I can’t control it. I tell myself that it isn’t right, but I can’t stop. I understand if, when I’m totally lost. If you don’t-If you-”
Tadashi grabbed Ryutaro’s hand interlacing their fingers. A silver ring was between them. He kissed it and silenced the other’s speech that he himself was having trouble finishing.
“Ryutaro, I made a commitment to you years ago. I’m never going to go back on that, no matter what.”
A kiss to his nose and Ryutaro was still somehow lost in the thoughts he wanted to say, not hearing a single word the blond spoke.
“I love you Ryutaro; I love all of you. Even on those days where you buy ever last can of soup in the store and we end up eating nothing but chicken noodle soup for weeks. I love you even in those moments. And should you end up totally lost I will still love you.”
“I understand if you do leave-”
“Even if you stay up all night telling me about what the cats on the walls are up to or how Purple is being mistreated by the other colors. Face it you’re stuck with me. No escaping, because I will always be by your side.”
The words spilled from his lips so easily because they were spoken solely from Tadashi’s heart. Their sincerity brought Ryutaro to smile as he finally accepting his fate. Though, after they were spoken Tadashi knew of his life. In a month he’d no longer be by his lover’s side, only in his thoughts that were locked away, saved from a self no longer there.
His internal struggled was quickly put aside as Ryutaro tugged at his lover’s shirt; his cold hands sending a shock to the newly exposed skin. In between kisses the shirt was completely pulled off, pushing the blond hair into his face. Ryutaro’s came next though, Tadashi quickly making work of it.
Ryu’s hands on the blond’s chest, caressing it, feeling the heath from his lover’s body radiate to his. Another kiss and Tadashi put a firm hand on the brunet’s chest guiding him down to the bed. Tadashi straddled him, kissing the other’s neck as his hand trailed down his ribs. He sucked in his breath, stomach hallowing as his back arched in such a delicious way, striking a deep cord of lust within him. Sensually he engulfed the other’s nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue against the sepia nub while kneading the other to hardness.
“Tada please, please take me tonight,” It was plea whispered between lovers, but one that in this case was beyond necessarily. Tadashi would never get passionate unless he was in a sane state no matter how much he begged. It felt wrong, like fucking someone when they were asleep. And with Ryu becoming less and less sane he had to deny him again and again. Most of the time Ryu’s pleasing methods resulted in Tadashi having to jacking off in the shower.
Tadashi nodded, “Anything.”
He turned his lover over onto his stomach, and there it was, the personification of all of Ryu’s suffering. Hundreds, maybe even thousands of various sized scars covered his back. Guessing Tadashi could only come up with them coming from a flogger while the longer ones from a blade. Sometimes patterns would come up, but where so drawn over with more scars that they were lost. Other marks of torture were scattered about, shifted bones, having been broke but mended into disfigurement. Tadashi pushed the hair off his lover’s neck kissing his spine. And there it was, the most threatening mark on Ryutaro. A number, or rather a string of odd symbols that Tada had never seen before. It was so close to his lover’s hair line that he wondered if he knew they were there. The scars would eventually fade, but this tattoo would be there forever, a constant reminder of who was to blame.
“I love you,” He kissed the mark, “Every single inch of you.”
Insecure by the vulgarity of his scars, Ryu only smiled at Tadashi reassurances as any fear of his disfigured skin faded. The blond kissed his spine going lower and lower until reaching his clothed covered behind. He massaged the area relaxing his lover. His hands moved to his lover’s hips working on those as Ryutaro made moans on content. Eventually, when the simple touch gave way to more feelings of lust, Ryutaro lifted his bottom while Tadashi made quick work of the button and zipper holding his pants in place.
Ryutaro sunk back into the mattress, seeking more of his lover’s touch. Pushing back on the pants to expose the cleft of his ass, Tadashi gave the brunet what he wanted. He went back to his massage working on not only his whole back but now his ass, kneading, caressing and sending little shock waves of shear glutton lust in Ryutaro. Moving to rest on his thighs, those lustful waves increased, for when Tadashi leaved forward to massages his shoulders his clothed crotch would press against his ass. It was euphoric and erotic, the slow but oh so deliberate pressing, a symbol of what was to come.
“You’re so beautiful.” Another kiss at the base of his neck and a deep massage kneading at this lover lower back.
“Mmm, Tadashi.”
Echoing moans fluttered around the room as Tadashi continued his deep massage. He took his time drawing each of Ryutaro’s nerved and causing his toes to curl. It heavily though drew out their lust so much more. Skin contact against clothed, deep throated moans, and sensual caresses. Soon the coquettishness of it all become must too underwhelming and all Ryutaro could think of was his lover’s cock deep within his ass.
He wiggled trying his best to get the low ridding pants completely off, but with Tadashi straddling him all attempts failed. The blond, thankfully, got the hint was soon sitting off to the side and pulling those slipping pants the rest of the way off. Legs becoming exposed, pail and thin, thighs becoming bumped to the exposed chill of the room. He now exposed saw one thing as fact, and it was that while he was completely naked Tadashi seemed overdressed.
He sat up, puling the blond close and kissed his noise, “You are much too overdressed.”
Tadashi smirked, “What are you going to do about it?”
A laugh and a playful growl as Ryutaro pounced on him, securing his arms above his head as he rocked himself against his clothed cock. He continued the methodic motions, too caught up in the sensation to worry about the comment.
“I can’t wait to have you inside of me.”
Such blunt words; they always threw Tadashi off. Hell on their wedding night the closed to erotic dirty talk that Ryutaro said was more, and now after being released it seemed that even the tiniest of lascivious thoughts that passed through his mind would be whispered in lustful pants.
“Really?” Tadashi egged on. He had quickly becoming used to those sweet pants and was glad to encourage them. After all it was pretty fucking hot to have your lover above you talking about wanting to be filled by your hard cock as he rocked on it.
The brunet, too caught up in the sensation of glorious friction, hadn’t noticed that Tadashi was able to release a hand from his ever weakening grip. With his hand free his, and Ryutaro still caught up in his rocking, he reached down and took hold of his lover’s hardening length. Ryutaro arched forward mouth open, eyes closed, and small mewls heard with an ever increasing intensity as Tadashi give those hard strokes.
“Mmm, more,” he hummed pushing back on Tadashi’s cock.
Welcoming the request, his caresses intensified. Ryutaro words were reduced nothing but moans coming deeper and more desperate each moment. He leaded forward head in the crook of Tadashi’s neck, as he continued his work those hard yet slow strokes. He would pause rubbing the reddening head only to wrap his hand around again to repeat the assault. The delicious moans beckoned in his ear calling him to continue, go faster, to give Ryu what the wanted. Pre-cum was already starting to spill in short burst from his head, Ryu was always so sensitive to touch that even now Tadashi could bring him off and make him forget the whole idea of being inside of him. He resisted though and stopped knowing how delicious having Ryu spasm from climax as he was buried deep within him.
Too caught up in the high, Ryutaro only collapsed on his lover. He was so close, too close. Though Tadashi had stopped him from completion, the sensation echoed in his moans. He collapsed in exhaustion, but had enough left in him to reaching behind him and stroke his lover’s semi-hard length he was sporting over his jeans. After a few solid strokes, he gave up falling to the side, legs slightly open, prick high in the air reddening, begging for attention.
“Tada,” came the faint call, a supplication for more.
Tadashi turned on his side pulled Ryutaro close, skin against skin. Ryu brought his leg up onto the blond’s thigh. He reached down between his legs unbuttoned Tadashi’s jeans and sneaked his hand inside to grasp at the other’s length.
Tadashi let out an approving moan wiggling his bottom to let loose his pants, exposing more. His hand came to met Ryu’s, helping him to rub his length harder, faster at a rate. Moaning he eventually let the brunet to carry the task by himself. He brought the hand to Ryu’s face and pulled him into a deep kiss. Leisurely he allowed his hand to trail down the other’s small frame to grab hold to his desire once more. Allowing his hand to lightly rest there in a small teasing manner, he took the ache into his palm and stroking it along the vain. It sent the most pleasurable jolt for the brunet; he soon forgot about pleasing his lover and only opened his legs wide, exposing himself more.
“Tada please,” he begged.
“What do you want,” he asked wanting to hear his lover erotic words.
“Mmm. I want you in me. Please, aha-”
In that moment Tada reached down grabbing both of their dicks in hand, pumping both simultaneously; the friction between the two made them both scream. Heavenly, the pleasure built up in Ryutaro’s slender body. The heavenly sensations built up within Ryutaro’s slender body. Quickly they overwhelmed him, and he knew nothing moaning, eager to encourage his lover to do more. Time stood still and the room spun; closing his eyes the world around him plunged into darkness, but Tadashi was there, a pleasurable light in the darkness.
“Tada!”
Another stop, hand tightly securing the blood flow at the base of Ryutaro’s prick, another quick backlash from sheer pleasure. It would be maddening to anyone, the jerk back from sheer delight, but once the release came it was so much better. Tadashi knew exactly when he was too close and would always quickly stop the orgasm. It was so better than the cock ring that had been used on him with a past relationship, more romantic and less demoralizing.
“Not yet,” Tadashi whispered kissed his forehead.
Ryutaro nodded, panting. He was too overwhelmed, pleasure searing into his every nerve ending.
“You okay?”
Leaning forward, Ryutaro lightly kissed at his lover’s lips before deepening it, opening his mouth to call the other’s tongue to dance with his. The kiss soon turned lustful, desperately seeking attention, demanding to be closer, engulfing the other’s very being. Pulling away Tadashi turned over, reaching for the nightstand draw. This gave Ryutaro a lovely view of his ass and the opportunity to peel off those unsecured jeans.
Finally wiggling completely free of his pants, Tadashi reached into the drew getting out the lube, but the thing that ended up in his head was different from the nondescript bottle they usually had. What would normally be a clear bottle was bright pink with little strawberries clustered around the while label.
“What?”
“I bought it when I went to the store today,” he answered innocently, hand trailing up and down his lover’s thigh.
Tadashi could only laugh at the image of his lover deciding it was a good idea to buy lube with this nurse at hand.
He looked closer at the label. “It’s strawberry flavored.”
“I like strawberries,”
Tadashi smiled and ruffled the brunet’s hair before moving between Ryu’s opened legs. Uncapping the tube, he took a generous amount into his fingers. He looked down at his lover, head towards the side eyes always closed relaxing himself for what soon to come. A surprising gasped followed a moan as Tadashi did quite the opposite of what was expected. He did not thrust a finger into him, but in one quick motion engulfed the entirety of his cock within his mouth. He hummed, sending vibrations down the prick and sending an arch to his spine.
“Ahh!” He screamed in a delicious moan, clutching onto the blond’s hair. “More, more.”
With a flick of his tongue to the other’s head, he let a finger encircle his lover’s entrance, coating it with lube while Ryu pull at his hair in pleasure. Slowly he inserted a digit, curving his fingers to hit the spot that made him his lover see stars.. Ryutaro was always so deliciously tight, and to prevent too much pain Tadashi took every precaution to get him prepared. The action would drive the brunet insane and more often than not over the edge. Those pleasurable screams would more often than love drive Tadashi to take his lover sooner than he wanted, but Ryutaro never felt pain.
The blond continued his duel assault, thrusting that same spot before slowly adding another digit. His tongue encircled his head getting the unmistakable taste of pre-cum on his tongue. Meeting Tadashi’s fingers with shallow thrust, he moans became incomprehensible pleas,
“Tada, Tada please- please I want you in me! Ahh!”
Tadashi, however, was enjoying his lover’s moans a bit too much to stop. He was close, the pressure building within him as he desperately rocking himself hard against those digits. Tadashi hand, yet again, had to go to the base of his lover’s cock to stop the orgasm. He arched again, gasping at his incomplete climax. Tada, of course, was more than on edge himself, unclasping the bottle of lube again to later himself off.
“Ready?” It was a silly question to ask, after all Ryutaro had been begging for Tadashi to be in him from the beginning. Ryu could only nod, hair plastered on the side of face, he was too caught in the rhapsody of the moment.
Tadashi pushed in slowly, head being completely swallowed before inching his way deeper. Ryutaro though was rather impatient and even if Tadashi wanted to go slow the brunet in pushed himself in the rest of the way. And it in that first thrust it hit his prostate.
He screamed the blond’s name while Tadashi let out a moan. He took hold of Ryutaro’s legs and placed them on his shoulders to allow him to plunge himself deeper.
“Mmm, harder, Tada, harder,” Ryutaro screamed.
Tadashi nodded thrusting deeper, caution going to the wind with each deliberate thrust. His head turning from side to side, moaning and gasping in shallow breaths, he groaned meeting his lover’s thrust. Muscles tightening, Tadashi reached down taking Ryutaro’s pulsing cock in hand.
“Together.”
The blond slowed, keeping every thrust a deliberate strike to that bundle of nerves deep inside of Ryu. Gasping, the brunet came, spilling his seed onto both their stomachs. Tadashi followed shortly afterwards, filling him with the ecstasy of his love
“I love you,” the blond spoke in a whisper. His lover would surely be gone tomorrow and probably would never return.
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Comments: Next chapter Shinji meets some of Kirito’s other pets…and Kiyoharu gives Ka-yu a blow job,