Yomenai Kotoba 01/?? - AoiXRuki
Title: Yomenai Kotoba
Chapter: 01/??
Author: sweetXsweet ( akichuu)
Fandom: JRock, Gazette
Pairings: AoiXRuki. Mentions of ReitaXKai, UruhaXRuki
Overall Rating: NC-17
Genre: Lemon, so I'd say... Smut. Kind of.
Warnings: ManXMan sex scenes, language--just sometimes.
Summary: Ruki stares at the phone he's holding for... At least ten minutes already now. Call him? Or not? Which is wiser?
Comments: Okay... I've blurted about this fic to a few people already, and I guess I can't hold back to post now... Incase any of you wondering, what the heck, and you're sort of... Lost... This fic is a sequel of Filth in the Beauty--yeah I can hear some of you squealing out there (pokes on ruki_candy I can see you there, jumping so happily...). Maybe some of you goes, "What the heck, why is she writing a sequel to an already finished story???" Yeah I thought so too... Why the hell did I write this? For a lot of reasons, I guess. First, I miss them. Oh I really do... My Aoi and Ruki... Second, even if this might block my inspirations from growing further from the plot of Filth in the Beauty, I can't help it. I really can't. They're just too intriguing not to write any further.
I don't know if... This might turn out as complicated as Filth, but I really hope so. Hahah~ Amongst the lemon scenes hopefully you'll find some reasonable conflicts...
- 01 -
Ruki stares at the phone he's holding for... At least ten minutes already now. Call him? Or not? Which is wiser? He is not sure if he could talk normally on the phone with that guy, hasn't been talking normally with him again for the last two months after... After what happened. He is not sure if he makes this phone call right now, he'd be able to come up with decent words or wouldn't be at least feeling bad and letting his feelings be expressed involuntarily through his voice--which is likely what would happen. He still feels bad, no matter how many months it would take, Ruki knows he'll never completely get off this inconvenience between them.
It's only harder and more complicated because he's in a band with him. Now, how could he be not noticing him or on the contrary, playing Mr. 'I've forgotten everything so let's be friends again' in front of him... He couldn't. But the atmosphere in the studio, the stage, everywhere when the band was supposed to be together, complete, looking good, sometimes it's just too difficult for Ruki to bear. He would definitely stay off of Aoi, and likewise Aoi would rather be miles away from him. Reita would try to console him and be around him most of the times, but even Ruki knows that Reita had had his limits...
It's just too much. And Ruki knows... There's no way he could avoid any of that. He brought it to himself, he brought it to the band.
But as someone had spoken to him with the sweetest and gentlest gesture, Ruki can't be regretting anything. No. No regrets. It's pointless. He just has to deal with whatever it is that has become one of his many consequences, no matter how fucking hard it is.
Now, it's just him... And the phone. The goddamn phone. Ruki starts blaming on the phone--quietly inside his heart--for not giving him any clues as to what he should do.
"Is there anything wrong with your phone?"
The familiar voice brings Ruki to lift his head, stretching a smile almost unconsciously at the man he just caught with his pair of eyes, the most beautiful and caring person he had ever met in his life. His love. "Aoi..." Ruki welcomes the dark-haired man to sit beside him, welcoming the light kiss Aoi places on his cheek. He feels a little warm blush blooming there at where Aoi just kissed him. Funny how it still feels like the very first time Aoi kissed him... Only there isn't any fear in this one, no doubt whatsoever. There is only love. Ruki smiles wider at Aoi. "No, no, there's nothing wrong with it... I was just thinking..."
"Thinking about your phone?" Aoi giggles, pulling Ruki to lean back against his body, which Ruki complies without a single argument. He snuggles close to Aoi's warmth, pulling up his own legs and curls comfortably into Aoi's hold. The phone is still held inside his hand. Aoi places another kiss on the top of his forehead.
"No, I was thinking about what I should do with it," Ruki answers. "Whether I should make the call or not..."
"Call who?"
Ruki silences for a while, thinking about what would Aoi think when he mentioned the name... "Uruha."
No reply. Aoi doesn't say a word. Ruki lifts up his head from his comfortable sanctuary above Aoi's chest and look into Aoi's eyes. "It's about his new song..." Ruki mumbles, deep inside hoping that Aoi didn't get his temper a little agitated by the mere mention of Uruha's name. After what happened to Ruki, after that day, there seemed to be that undying grudge living in Aoi's eyes, so deep but so apparent, and it rised up to the surface whenever Ruki or anyone else mentioned Uruha's name. The distance Aoi was keen on stretching between himself and Uruha... No conversations, no greeting whatsoever whenever they came face to face. Weird, really, how Aoi is even angrier than Ruki is towards Uruha... And it's a little depressing for Ruki, honestly...
Ruki continues, doing his best to conjure words that won't hurt Aoi. "Reita informed me about it, about Uruha wrote a song and now it's finished. It's for our brand new single, and I know you've written one too, didn't you? I heard you playing in the studio a couple of days ago," Ruki puts down his phone somewhere at the couch just to reach and chafe Aoi's hand above his stomach softly, wondering if his gesture would do any good. "The matter is... I'm the lyric writer, Aoi. I write lyrics to our songs." Ruki knows that Aoi could already guess where this is going. As softly as the way he chafed the hand, Ruki brings up that hand in his, kissing the back of the hand lovingly. "And... I will have to write lyrics to any songs you or anyone else in the band makes. And to Uruha's song..."
Aoi sighs. Ruki feeling the slow drop of Aoi's chest right against his cheek. He watches as Aoi's face softens, those eyes looking back at him. "I know that. I also heard it from Reita."
"That's why..." Ruki replies. "I think I should call him. But... I really don't know... How to talk to him."
"Can't you just wait until he hands you the tabs? That way you don't have to talk to him."
"Oh Aoi..." Ruki lets out a long breath. "It has to stop sometime sooner, you know."
"What is?"
"Us not talking to each other. I mean..." Ruki lets go of Aoi's hand, his own hand now comes trailing over Aoi's cheek. "We're a band, for God's sakes. We can't be placing grudges and not talking to each other. If this continues... We're screwed. The GazettE's screwed."
Aoi sighs again. He's not content yet, Ruki knows that, Aoi doesn't forgive that easily, but he also realizes that what Ruki just said was completely true. It's the band that is important, it's the band that they all have been living for. The band that they love more than anything, if not the same or close enough as the way Ruki loves Aoi or Aoi loves Ruki. "Why can't you forgive him?" Ruki murmurs softly, shifting his body even closer to Aoi while Aoi cuddles him. "I have. It's hard, but I have."
"I don't know... I don't know if I could forget about... What he had done to you," Aoi mutters, a little shakily, making Ruki want to just kiss his doubts away, the doubts Aoi seems to be keeping inside of him about being able to have a normal relationship again with the rest of the band, with Uruha, specifically. There just seems to be an immense amount of it inside Aoi's heart, that Ruki knows had been burdening his days he was living with the band.
"I didn't mean you should forget, I meant you might want to try to forgive," Ruki snuggles his face into the crook of Aoi's neck, soon feeling so comfortable by the welcoming scent of Aoi he has been used to lately. He kisses the surface that he found there softly. "I know we could never forget. But at least we can forgive..."
"Hmh... You're such an angel, Baby..." Ruki can feel Aoi's hand slithering up his waist to his back, rubbing there slowly.
"No I'm not," Ruki refuses the title Aoi just gave him. He couldn't be an angel when he had been so sinful. He betrayed someone who loved him so much, no angel would do that. "I'm just a human being."
Aoi hums, not exactly an approving hum, but just something that Ruki thinks he needed to let out off his chest. A relieved hum, maybe.
Ruki kisses more of Aoi's neck, loving the scent he's sipping in with his senses, loving the shiver that Aoi reflexes for each and every kiss Ruki bestows on his neck. The shivering, no matter how light it is, it's still so very detectable for Ruki. After placing one long kiss a little lower from the ear, after revering Aoi's soft moan that he let out for this particular kiss, Ruki pulls back. Putting on the best smile he could manage, he mutters, "I'll think about Uruha's song tomorrow. Now..." Ruki tilts his head, looking at Aoi. "Would you just take me to bed?" There's no way Aoi could disapprove his request, not by the way Aoi giggles and wrap his arms around Ruki swiftly. Not by the way Aoi catches his lips and sucks at them endearingly, kissing Ruki the way Ruki knows only Aoi could do to him, the kind of kiss that never fails to burn Ruki's bad feelings away, heating him up by the love Aoi radiates out of himself and onto him, the kind of kiss that rocks his senses to their ecstatic state.
Soon, half-running like children towards Aoi's bedroom that now also has Ruki's name carved all over it, Ruki follows Aoi, quick steps, hand being grabbed warmly, possessively, Ruki pushes aside the weary thoughts of having to talk to Uruha, and replace it with Aoi's cheerful laughter instead. Now it's only time for him to love Aoi, be loved by Aoi, nothing else.
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Tilting his head up, moaning, Ruki arches his slowly burning out body against the sheet, the tension's invading him, having Aoi's lips ravishing his neck, sucking him all through like he was a drink Aoi should finish. And Aoi seems to be drunk already, eyes dark and lustful, but he's not stopping. No, there's no way of stopping at this point, even if Ruki had drained his strength for their first session. It didn't take Aoi too long to have Ruki burning up like this all over again... Oh... Yes, he always manages that, he always knows how to touch Ruki on the right spots, to whisper the most sensual yet loveable words into Ruki's ears, to ignite the fire all over again and never let him cool down...
"Ahh..." Ruki moans delightfully as Aoi licks his neck. "How long--" cut off by moaning. "--are you planning us doing this?" Moaning again. It's hard to hold it back when Aoi's fingers trailing his most sensitive areas down there, building up Ruki's erection once again only by his fleeting, teasing touches.
"Until I get tired of it, which I never," Aoi giggles.
"So that means we'll never stop doing this?" Ruki giggles too.
"Nope," Aoi bites softly at Ruki's neck, surely by the ministrations he won't stop doing to that part, Aoi is giving Ruki another mark that he'd find decorating his neck in the morning. "Hnn..." Ruki scrunches his face slightly when Aoi bites a little too hard. "More marks on me, Aoi?" Moaning. "You have no idea how our make up artist stared at me the other day. Gosh..." Moaning again. "You might as well just write it on my forehead, 'I'm Aoi's belonging, don't touch!'..." Giggling.
"Should I just do that?" Aoi licks that part he just bit a few times. "Then no one else would dare touching you."
"Oh God, you're so possessive sometimes..." Ruki pouts, but half-heartedly. "AH! AOI!!" He yelps when Aoi squeezes him down there without any warning.
"I am possessive. About you," Aoi replies, smirking like a bad boy. He is a bad boy. A very bad boy. "Do you mind me being possessive?"
"Mmh... No... Aoi...!" Ruki bites down his lower lip as Aoi massages him, from the base up along the shaft, slowly and unbelievably torturing. "No... I don't mind... At all. Ahh~!" Aoi shifts up along Ruki's body while Ruki clenches his eyelids shut, feeling more and more torture on his cock that Aoi provides him, the kind of torture that Ruki only wants more and more. But as it finally stops, Ruki groans a little disappointedly. Ah but then again, there is nothing to be disappointed at when he's with Aoi, he knows that now, he has learnt well. "You know I'm all yours..." Ruki opens his eyes, catching Aoi's gaze with his own. "I told you that, didn't I? And it's only good with me that you'd own me completely. That's all I ever want."
Aoi smiles, a slow stretch of smile that soon blooms into the beautiful smile Ruki loves so much. "I love you, Baby," and the words... The words that Ruki loves even more... The Aoi that Ruki loves more than anything...
"I know..." Ruki grins. His hands slip up against Aoi's cheek, pulling down Aoi's face closer to him. A thread away from Aoi's lips, Ruki whispers, "I love you too, Aoi, I love you so freaking much..." And a kiss that expresses more than any of those words could ever do... Rubbing his body up against Aoi, rubbing his lips against Aoi's lips, Ruki knows he had never loved anyone else like he loves Aoi now.
The ugly memories are fading, like a heavy raincloud that had brought the worst storm into his life and is now dissipating away, leaving the clear blue skies for Ruki to marvel. And Aoi, his sunlight, is there to save him, to embrace him in his warmth and dry him from his sadness. Aoi can have all of him, body and soul, heart and mind, everything that Ruki owns, just for the gratitude Ruki holds out for him, for everything that Aoi had sacrificed for him, for the long and unbearable moments of keeping his own feelings shut away. Ruki knows that there is no way he could even describe the smallest part of his feelings and to say it out loud in front of Aoi, only by this, only by letting Aoi claim him completely, letting Aoi be as possessive as he wanted to be around Ruki. It's not like Ruki isn't pleased by the way Aoi would be his guardian everywhere they go.
The kiss goes deeper when Aoi delves his tongue into Ruki's mouth, and Ruki can only reply by rubbing his own tongue. Slow and gentle licks... Soft but wanting kisses... These kisses, these touches, they could never be enough...
But suddenly Aoi pulls back slightly. "At least don't get too close when you talk to Uruha tomorrow..." Aoi mumbles unclearly, Ruki immediately giggles, amused by that something utterly cute in the way Aoi said it...
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Extra notes:
1) Yomenai Kotoba: Unread Words. It just sounded nicer in Japanese, so I'd like to keep it that way. Taken somewhere from Chizuru lyrics, although it's not similar. I just changed it to adjust the phrase for a title (dug my brain for a proper title, and I could only come out with this... LOL)...
You'll understand soon why I take Chizuru as a basic soundtrack for this fic.
2) Please comment, because I don't know if this is even worth continuing (if it's not, I'll quit *with tears*). And writing two fics at once is hard, it's a big bad habbit, I know, but I just keep doing that... *beats self*
If you'd like to check the birth of this fic, read Filth in the Beauty, here.
Chapter: 01/??
Author: sweetXsweet ( akichuu)
Fandom: JRock, Gazette
Pairings: AoiXRuki. Mentions of ReitaXKai, UruhaXRuki
Overall Rating: NC-17
Genre: Lemon, so I'd say... Smut. Kind of.
Warnings: ManXMan sex scenes, language--just sometimes.
Summary: Ruki stares at the phone he's holding for... At least ten minutes already now. Call him? Or not? Which is wiser?
Comments: Okay... I've blurted about this fic to a few people already, and I guess I can't hold back to post now... Incase any of you wondering, what the heck, and you're sort of... Lost... This fic is a sequel of Filth in the Beauty--yeah I can hear some of you squealing out there (pokes on ruki_candy I can see you there, jumping so happily...). Maybe some of you goes, "What the heck, why is she writing a sequel to an already finished story???" Yeah I thought so too... Why the hell did I write this? For a lot of reasons, I guess. First, I miss them. Oh I really do... My Aoi and Ruki... Second, even if this might block my inspirations from growing further from the plot of Filth in the Beauty, I can't help it. I really can't. They're just too intriguing not to write any further.
I don't know if... This might turn out as complicated as Filth, but I really hope so. Hahah~ Amongst the lemon scenes hopefully you'll find some reasonable conflicts...
- 01 -
Ruki stares at the phone he's holding for... At least ten minutes already now. Call him? Or not? Which is wiser? He is not sure if he could talk normally on the phone with that guy, hasn't been talking normally with him again for the last two months after... After what happened. He is not sure if he makes this phone call right now, he'd be able to come up with decent words or wouldn't be at least feeling bad and letting his feelings be expressed involuntarily through his voice--which is likely what would happen. He still feels bad, no matter how many months it would take, Ruki knows he'll never completely get off this inconvenience between them.
It's only harder and more complicated because he's in a band with him. Now, how could he be not noticing him or on the contrary, playing Mr. 'I've forgotten everything so let's be friends again' in front of him... He couldn't. But the atmosphere in the studio, the stage, everywhere when the band was supposed to be together, complete, looking good, sometimes it's just too difficult for Ruki to bear. He would definitely stay off of Aoi, and likewise Aoi would rather be miles away from him. Reita would try to console him and be around him most of the times, but even Ruki knows that Reita had had his limits...
It's just too much. And Ruki knows... There's no way he could avoid any of that. He brought it to himself, he brought it to the band.
But as someone had spoken to him with the sweetest and gentlest gesture, Ruki can't be regretting anything. No. No regrets. It's pointless. He just has to deal with whatever it is that has become one of his many consequences, no matter how fucking hard it is.
Now, it's just him... And the phone. The goddamn phone. Ruki starts blaming on the phone--quietly inside his heart--for not giving him any clues as to what he should do.
"Is there anything wrong with your phone?"
The familiar voice brings Ruki to lift his head, stretching a smile almost unconsciously at the man he just caught with his pair of eyes, the most beautiful and caring person he had ever met in his life. His love. "Aoi..." Ruki welcomes the dark-haired man to sit beside him, welcoming the light kiss Aoi places on his cheek. He feels a little warm blush blooming there at where Aoi just kissed him. Funny how it still feels like the very first time Aoi kissed him... Only there isn't any fear in this one, no doubt whatsoever. There is only love. Ruki smiles wider at Aoi. "No, no, there's nothing wrong with it... I was just thinking..."
"Thinking about your phone?" Aoi giggles, pulling Ruki to lean back against his body, which Ruki complies without a single argument. He snuggles close to Aoi's warmth, pulling up his own legs and curls comfortably into Aoi's hold. The phone is still held inside his hand. Aoi places another kiss on the top of his forehead.
"No, I was thinking about what I should do with it," Ruki answers. "Whether I should make the call or not..."
"Call who?"
Ruki silences for a while, thinking about what would Aoi think when he mentioned the name... "Uruha."
No reply. Aoi doesn't say a word. Ruki lifts up his head from his comfortable sanctuary above Aoi's chest and look into Aoi's eyes. "It's about his new song..." Ruki mumbles, deep inside hoping that Aoi didn't get his temper a little agitated by the mere mention of Uruha's name. After what happened to Ruki, after that day, there seemed to be that undying grudge living in Aoi's eyes, so deep but so apparent, and it rised up to the surface whenever Ruki or anyone else mentioned Uruha's name. The distance Aoi was keen on stretching between himself and Uruha... No conversations, no greeting whatsoever whenever they came face to face. Weird, really, how Aoi is even angrier than Ruki is towards Uruha... And it's a little depressing for Ruki, honestly...
Ruki continues, doing his best to conjure words that won't hurt Aoi. "Reita informed me about it, about Uruha wrote a song and now it's finished. It's for our brand new single, and I know you've written one too, didn't you? I heard you playing in the studio a couple of days ago," Ruki puts down his phone somewhere at the couch just to reach and chafe Aoi's hand above his stomach softly, wondering if his gesture would do any good. "The matter is... I'm the lyric writer, Aoi. I write lyrics to our songs." Ruki knows that Aoi could already guess where this is going. As softly as the way he chafed the hand, Ruki brings up that hand in his, kissing the back of the hand lovingly. "And... I will have to write lyrics to any songs you or anyone else in the band makes. And to Uruha's song..."
Aoi sighs. Ruki feeling the slow drop of Aoi's chest right against his cheek. He watches as Aoi's face softens, those eyes looking back at him. "I know that. I also heard it from Reita."
"That's why..." Ruki replies. "I think I should call him. But... I really don't know... How to talk to him."
"Can't you just wait until he hands you the tabs? That way you don't have to talk to him."
"Oh Aoi..." Ruki lets out a long breath. "It has to stop sometime sooner, you know."
"What is?"
"Us not talking to each other. I mean..." Ruki lets go of Aoi's hand, his own hand now comes trailing over Aoi's cheek. "We're a band, for God's sakes. We can't be placing grudges and not talking to each other. If this continues... We're screwed. The GazettE's screwed."
Aoi sighs again. He's not content yet, Ruki knows that, Aoi doesn't forgive that easily, but he also realizes that what Ruki just said was completely true. It's the band that is important, it's the band that they all have been living for. The band that they love more than anything, if not the same or close enough as the way Ruki loves Aoi or Aoi loves Ruki. "Why can't you forgive him?" Ruki murmurs softly, shifting his body even closer to Aoi while Aoi cuddles him. "I have. It's hard, but I have."
"I don't know... I don't know if I could forget about... What he had done to you," Aoi mutters, a little shakily, making Ruki want to just kiss his doubts away, the doubts Aoi seems to be keeping inside of him about being able to have a normal relationship again with the rest of the band, with Uruha, specifically. There just seems to be an immense amount of it inside Aoi's heart, that Ruki knows had been burdening his days he was living with the band.
"I didn't mean you should forget, I meant you might want to try to forgive," Ruki snuggles his face into the crook of Aoi's neck, soon feeling so comfortable by the welcoming scent of Aoi he has been used to lately. He kisses the surface that he found there softly. "I know we could never forget. But at least we can forgive..."
"Hmh... You're such an angel, Baby..." Ruki can feel Aoi's hand slithering up his waist to his back, rubbing there slowly.
"No I'm not," Ruki refuses the title Aoi just gave him. He couldn't be an angel when he had been so sinful. He betrayed someone who loved him so much, no angel would do that. "I'm just a human being."
Aoi hums, not exactly an approving hum, but just something that Ruki thinks he needed to let out off his chest. A relieved hum, maybe.
Ruki kisses more of Aoi's neck, loving the scent he's sipping in with his senses, loving the shiver that Aoi reflexes for each and every kiss Ruki bestows on his neck. The shivering, no matter how light it is, it's still so very detectable for Ruki. After placing one long kiss a little lower from the ear, after revering Aoi's soft moan that he let out for this particular kiss, Ruki pulls back. Putting on the best smile he could manage, he mutters, "I'll think about Uruha's song tomorrow. Now..." Ruki tilts his head, looking at Aoi. "Would you just take me to bed?" There's no way Aoi could disapprove his request, not by the way Aoi giggles and wrap his arms around Ruki swiftly. Not by the way Aoi catches his lips and sucks at them endearingly, kissing Ruki the way Ruki knows only Aoi could do to him, the kind of kiss that never fails to burn Ruki's bad feelings away, heating him up by the love Aoi radiates out of himself and onto him, the kind of kiss that rocks his senses to their ecstatic state.
Soon, half-running like children towards Aoi's bedroom that now also has Ruki's name carved all over it, Ruki follows Aoi, quick steps, hand being grabbed warmly, possessively, Ruki pushes aside the weary thoughts of having to talk to Uruha, and replace it with Aoi's cheerful laughter instead. Now it's only time for him to love Aoi, be loved by Aoi, nothing else.
---
Tilting his head up, moaning, Ruki arches his slowly burning out body against the sheet, the tension's invading him, having Aoi's lips ravishing his neck, sucking him all through like he was a drink Aoi should finish. And Aoi seems to be drunk already, eyes dark and lustful, but he's not stopping. No, there's no way of stopping at this point, even if Ruki had drained his strength for their first session. It didn't take Aoi too long to have Ruki burning up like this all over again... Oh... Yes, he always manages that, he always knows how to touch Ruki on the right spots, to whisper the most sensual yet loveable words into Ruki's ears, to ignite the fire all over again and never let him cool down...
"Ahh..." Ruki moans delightfully as Aoi licks his neck. "How long--" cut off by moaning. "--are you planning us doing this?" Moaning again. It's hard to hold it back when Aoi's fingers trailing his most sensitive areas down there, building up Ruki's erection once again only by his fleeting, teasing touches.
"Until I get tired of it, which I never," Aoi giggles.
"So that means we'll never stop doing this?" Ruki giggles too.
"Nope," Aoi bites softly at Ruki's neck, surely by the ministrations he won't stop doing to that part, Aoi is giving Ruki another mark that he'd find decorating his neck in the morning. "Hnn..." Ruki scrunches his face slightly when Aoi bites a little too hard. "More marks on me, Aoi?" Moaning. "You have no idea how our make up artist stared at me the other day. Gosh..." Moaning again. "You might as well just write it on my forehead, 'I'm Aoi's belonging, don't touch!'..." Giggling.
"Should I just do that?" Aoi licks that part he just bit a few times. "Then no one else would dare touching you."
"Oh God, you're so possessive sometimes..." Ruki pouts, but half-heartedly. "AH! AOI!!" He yelps when Aoi squeezes him down there without any warning.
"I am possessive. About you," Aoi replies, smirking like a bad boy. He is a bad boy. A very bad boy. "Do you mind me being possessive?"
"Mmh... No... Aoi...!" Ruki bites down his lower lip as Aoi massages him, from the base up along the shaft, slowly and unbelievably torturing. "No... I don't mind... At all. Ahh~!" Aoi shifts up along Ruki's body while Ruki clenches his eyelids shut, feeling more and more torture on his cock that Aoi provides him, the kind of torture that Ruki only wants more and more. But as it finally stops, Ruki groans a little disappointedly. Ah but then again, there is nothing to be disappointed at when he's with Aoi, he knows that now, he has learnt well. "You know I'm all yours..." Ruki opens his eyes, catching Aoi's gaze with his own. "I told you that, didn't I? And it's only good with me that you'd own me completely. That's all I ever want."
Aoi smiles, a slow stretch of smile that soon blooms into the beautiful smile Ruki loves so much. "I love you, Baby," and the words... The words that Ruki loves even more... The Aoi that Ruki loves more than anything...
"I know..." Ruki grins. His hands slip up against Aoi's cheek, pulling down Aoi's face closer to him. A thread away from Aoi's lips, Ruki whispers, "I love you too, Aoi, I love you so freaking much..." And a kiss that expresses more than any of those words could ever do... Rubbing his body up against Aoi, rubbing his lips against Aoi's lips, Ruki knows he had never loved anyone else like he loves Aoi now.
The ugly memories are fading, like a heavy raincloud that had brought the worst storm into his life and is now dissipating away, leaving the clear blue skies for Ruki to marvel. And Aoi, his sunlight, is there to save him, to embrace him in his warmth and dry him from his sadness. Aoi can have all of him, body and soul, heart and mind, everything that Ruki owns, just for the gratitude Ruki holds out for him, for everything that Aoi had sacrificed for him, for the long and unbearable moments of keeping his own feelings shut away. Ruki knows that there is no way he could even describe the smallest part of his feelings and to say it out loud in front of Aoi, only by this, only by letting Aoi claim him completely, letting Aoi be as possessive as he wanted to be around Ruki. It's not like Ruki isn't pleased by the way Aoi would be his guardian everywhere they go.
The kiss goes deeper when Aoi delves his tongue into Ruki's mouth, and Ruki can only reply by rubbing his own tongue. Slow and gentle licks... Soft but wanting kisses... These kisses, these touches, they could never be enough...
But suddenly Aoi pulls back slightly. "At least don't get too close when you talk to Uruha tomorrow..." Aoi mumbles unclearly, Ruki immediately giggles, amused by that something utterly cute in the way Aoi said it...
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Extra notes:
1) Yomenai Kotoba: Unread Words. It just sounded nicer in Japanese, so I'd like to keep it that way. Taken somewhere from Chizuru lyrics, although it's not similar. I just changed it to adjust the phrase for a title (dug my brain for a proper title, and I could only come out with this... LOL)...
You'll understand soon why I take Chizuru as a basic soundtrack for this fic.
2) Please comment, because I don't know if this is even worth continuing (if it's not, I'll quit *with tears*). And writing two fics at once is hard, it's a big bad habbit, I know, but I just keep doing that... *beats self*
If you'd like to check the birth of this fic, read Filth in the Beauty, here.