Soba ni Ite - Part Two
Title: Soba ni Ite
Author: Shattered Tenshi
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: JE
Genre: AU, Romance
Pairing: Yokoo Wataru x Fujigaya Taisuke...read to find out
Warnings: Sex, should have one more warning (again >.>''), but in my opinion, will ruin the plot.
Part One
Soba ni Ite
By Shattered Tenshi
Part Two
Coughing, Taisuke pulled the cover of the futon closer to him. He actually didn't want to move at all, but he was feeling hot and cold at the same time, and having the futon even tighter around him seemed like a good idea. His throat was really dry too, but no one else was in the room, and he just couldn't bother to get up and take a drink from the cup that was close-by, filled with warm water.
Fluttering his eyes closed, Taisuke thought about how he ended up in bed. After that night - he had somehow managed to get out of Wataru's room after cleaning up everything, hoping that it seemed like nothing had happened - he had a very sore body the next day and he was coughing. He figured it was probably just a cold though, so he kept on working.
Of course, things didn't always go his way, and the next thing he knew, Taisuke had collapsed and he was forced to stay in bed until he recovered again. Taisuke had cursed his luck. It was never good when a servant becomes ill and he hoped he would get better soon.
Then again... Taisuke hid his face under the futon a little, despite being alone. Maybe he should stay sick a little longer so he didn't have to see Wataru or Hiromitsu. While he hoped Wataru remembered nothing, he wouldn't know how to face the other two. He sighed softly, which quickly turned into coughing.
The door slid open and in stepped one of the elder servants. "Taisuke? How are you feeling?" he asked.
"...not too well..." Taisuke knew better than to lie at the moment. He knew he looked horrible.
The man chuckled softly. "Aya-sama made sure the kitchen helped prepare some medicine for you. You well enough to get up and drink it?" He pushed the bowl forward a little.
Taisuke blushed lightly. Aya was too kind to him. He was just a servant after all. He reminded himself he must thank the other once he was well. He nodded his head slowly and struggled to sit up. The man offered his help and shortly, he was sipping the medicine slowly, trying not to frown at the bitterness.
"Wataru-sama also asked about you."
Taisuke tried not to choke, but failed, and coughed heavily for a few seconds. "E-eh?"
"Well, that's what I heard from others. Wataru-sama didn't mention a name apparently, but it wasn't hard to guess who he was talking about." The man raised an eyebrow. "I never knew you served Wataru-sama."
"I...I don't..." Taisuke mumbled, trying to concentrate on finishing his medicine first. "I just did a few things for him before..." If Wataru was asking about him, does that mean...?
"Oh?" Luckily, the man didn't ask anymore, and once Taisuke was finished his medicine, he left the room, taking the empty bowl with him.
Once he had laid back down, Taisuke couldn't help but think about Wataru and Hiromitsu again. If Wataru did know about what had happened, would he have told Hiromitsu about it? What exactly was the relationship between the two anyways?
Taisuke groaned softly. Thinking while having a fever was giving him too much of a headache. He wondered if thinking too much could possibly make him become sicker. He was hit by a wave of drowsiness though - probably from the medicine - and he drifted off to sleep.
It was a few days later that Taisuke was up and about once more, able to work again without collapsing. At the moment, he had brought tea to Aya's room and was bowing his head.
"Thank you for the medicine, Aya-sama," Taisuke said gratefully, pressing his head against his hands on the tatami. "It most definitely helped me get well a lot faster."
Aya smiled softly. "I'm glad you're well again. The medicine was nothing." She tilted her head. "It did take you a while to recover though...? I would have thought you would be well after a day or two..."
"Ah," Taisuke lifted his head and sat back down properly on his feet. "I still had a little coughing, so I wasn't allowed to be in the kitchen or do any serving jobs." Not to mention his body still felt sore even now, so it had been a good idea for him to rest a little longer. Of course, he wouldn't tell Aya that, just in case the other asked him why.
With a look of understanding, Aya nodded her head. "Mh, I don't suppose you have another interesting story to tell me then, do you, Taisuke-kun?"
Taisuke shook his head. "You do have your books though, don’t you, Aya-sama? I'm sure reading those would be a lot more interesting than hearing me talk about some random stories, right?"
Aya laughed lightly. "This and that are totally different, Taisuke-kun. Ah, that reminds me..." She turned a little towards her small shelf and pulled out a book. "Would you help me return this to aniue for me?"
"To...Wataru-sama?" Taisuke hoped he didn't look too pale. And he wanted to avoid Wataru for at least a few more days too...!
Nodding her head, Aya frowned a little. "Yes, that's what I want. Are you feeling alright, Taisuke-kun? You're not still sick, are you?"
Taisuke quickly shook his head, a little fervently. "No, I’m fine, Aya-sama. Please do not worry about me." He received the book from Aya and nodded his head. "I understand. I will bring this over to Wataru-sama later."
"Thank you," Aya replied with a smile.
Taisuke managed to give her a hopefully not too awkward smile.
He was not shaking. He was not shaking. He was not shaking.
That's what Taisuke tried to convince himself as he clutched on to the book that Aya had gave him to return to Wataru as he slowly headed towards the young master's room. There was nothing to be nervous about, right? He was just going to return the book and quickly leave the room. At least, that was his plan. Maybe Wataru no longer cared about what happened anyways. The other might be a forgetful drunk, or...
Taisuke blinked in surprise as he stopped a few feet away from Wataru's room. The other's room's door was actually opened for once. He remembered Hiromitsu was over once again to visit, but for the door to be open, that was rare.
He cleared his throat nervously. He should get over this and quickly go back to work. Taisuke took a deep breath and finally made his way over to Wataru's room. Stopping before he could see beyond the door, Taisuke knelt down on his knees and called out, "Wataru-sama?"
"Come in." This time, the reply came quickly.
Taisuke stood up and entered the room, keeping his head lowered. He didn't want to see Wataru, but his eyes met Hiromitsu's gaze anyways. A light blush appeared on his cheeks even though he willed himself not to react. Hiromitsu gave him a smile and his lips twitched a little before being able to return a small smile. Kneeling back down, Taisuke placed the book on to the tatami.
"You, what do you want?" Wataru asked. Taisuke figured the other was on his left, since that's where the other's voice came from.
"Wataru, you should be a little more polite and call him by his name," Hiromitsu scolded lightly.
There was a short moment of silence. "I don't know his name."
Hiromitsu laughed lightly. "It's Taisuke, right?" Taisuke nodded his head. "Ah, not knowing his name, and you..."
Taisuke blinked. What was Hiromitsu talking about?
Wataru made a small grunt and moved towards the door. "So, what is it, Taisuke?"
Surprised to hear his name, Taisuke ended up looking up, only to see Wataru's eyes burning on him. Did the other know after all? Did Wataru remember? "I...Aya-sama told me to return this book to you..." He pushed it towards Wataru a little.
"Mh," Wataru replied, giving the book a glance. "Just put it on the shelf."
"H-hai," Taisuke picked up the book and shuffled over to the shelf, placing it down. "Then, I'll take my lea-" He stopped in the middle of his words, blinking at the hand that was on his arm. "H-Hiromitsu-sama...?"
"You can stay a little longer, right?"
Taisuke blinked. Why was Hiromitsu holding him back? He didn't want to stay. He didn't know how to react, to be in a room with Wataru and Hiromitsu. At this rate, his cheeks will turn really red and he'll feel too flustered.
"You're blushing," Hiromitsu said teasingly.
Hands flew to his cheeks, Taisuke could only blink again at Hiromitsu, not understanding the situation. Suddenly, he heard the door slide close and his head snapped upwards. Wataru…did Wataru just close the door? He felt like he had walked into some sort of trap.
Wataru kept on staring at Taisuke, running his gaze up and down. "It was you, wasn't it?"
"I would think so too," Hiromitsu replied.
Taisuke had no idea what the two were talking about. "W-Wataru-sama...?"
A small smirk appeared on Wataru's face. "It -was- you."
"I can't believe you couldn't tell the differences. I mean, he -is- taller than me, you know."
Taisuke felt an urge to shrink back, maybe to run away. Wataru and Hiromitsu were talking about something that he didn't understood, and there was something about the atmosphere that made a shiver run down his spine.
Wataru took a few steps and sat down beside Hiromitsu. "I remember calling out your name, which means he knows."
Taisuke's mind was spinning and running really quickly now. They were talking about that night, weren't they? Wataru remembered after all! And he told Hiromitsu what had happened...
Hiromitsu glanced at Taisuke. "You're making him confused, Wataru."
Wataru chuckled, "I say he looks kind of cute like that." He wrapped an arm around Hiromitsu's shoulders casually. "Maybe even cuter than you."
Huffing, Hiromitsu swatted Wataru's arm away. "I told you don't call me cute."
Taisuke tried to find his voice. He shouldn't be here, watching the two doing whatever they were doing. "W-Wataru-sama...H-Hiromitsu-sama...I...I...should leave..."
Immediately raising an eyebrow, Wataru said, "Who said you could?"
Hiromitsu just smiled.
"I..." There was no way he was going to stay though! Not only they knew what had happened, Taisuke felt like he was someone intruding on the two. He shouldn't be here watching and listening to them.
"Just stay and watch..." Wataru said with a smirk. "Though, remember to keep quiet like before."
Before Taisuke could make another sound, his eyes widened as Wataru leaned forward and captured Hiromitsu's lips with his own. He let out a squeak of surprise and immediately slapped a hand over his mouth. They...they were kissing right in front of him! He wanted to just stand and run, opening the door, but his body was frozen, unable to move.
He remembered how Wataru had called out Hiromitsu's name during that night. There really was something between the two of them after all.
A moan was heard from Hiromitsu and Taisuke felt his ears burn in response. Where was Wataru's hand touching? He shouldn't be watching, he really shouldn't, but his wide eyes could only keep on staring.
It wasn't just Wataru doing the touching either. Hiromitsu had his arms around the other and was touching everywhere he could while returning the kiss. Was that tongues Taisuke was seeing? His face couldn't probably get any redder. He tried to move away but all the energy in his legs had disappeared and when he moved, he ended up falling flat on the tatami.
Wataru and Hiromitsu slowly broke their kiss hearing the thud. Both of them were breathing heavily, and Wataru chuckled breathlessly. "Looks like someone was trying to run away," he commented.
Hiromitsu crawled over to Taisuke and lifted the other's hand by the chin. "Do you remember how it was like kissing him, Wataru?"
"Not really," Wataru replied. "Why?" he smirked a little. "Are you...interested in trying?"
Taisuke stared up at Hiromitsu with almost fearful eyes. He had thought the other was really nice when he had talked to the other, but right now, the other was staring at him with lustful eyes and it was scaring him. Was Hiromitsu planning to do the same to him like Wataru had done a few nights ago?
Hiromitsu's expression softened a little. "Don't look so scared, Taisuke." Pulling Taisuke up, he then pressed his lips against the other's, starting the kiss softly first before pressing a little harder, demanding more.
Shuffling a little closer, Wataru just watched though, not doing anything just yet.
Letting out a whimper, Taisuke wasn't sure how to react. Hiromitsu wasn't kissing him like Wataru had, but he should be pushing the other away right? He shouldn't be letting Hiromitsu do this do him, even though it felt a little good...
When he remembered how much it had hurt when Wataru entered him though, a shiver ran down Taisuke's spine and he started trying to push Hiromitsu away again. Feeling the other's tongue pushing between his lips, he somehow yelped and brought his teeth downwards.
"Itee!" Hiromitsu pulled back, a hand covering his mouth. "...Wataru, I think you scared him too much last time."
"Why are you blaming me?" Wataru snorted lightly. He shoved Hiromitsu to the side slightly before pressing his hands on Taisuke's shoulders, pushing the other down. "Taisuke, there’s nothing to be afraid of..."
He laid down, but Taisuke was shaking his head, trembling just a little under Wataru’s touch. "L-let me go, Wataru-sama..."
Wataru murmured, "We want to make you feel good too..." He pressed his lips against Taisuke's once, twice, then a third time. "I'll hit Hiro if he's being too rough or something..." He kissed the pulse on Taisuke's neck, suckling a little.
Hiromitsu whacked the other on the head. "What are you talking? You're the one who's usually too rough!"
Looking thoughtful for a moment, Wataru then grinned. "True. I don't know how you would act if you were the one doing all that."
"Wataru!"
Taisuke wondered if this was a good time to escape now. They were arguing - though it seemed playful to him, like they were enjoying it - and maybe he could leave without them noticing...? Biting back a yelp when Hiromitsu straddled him, Taisuke then decided, maybe not.
"I'm more considerate than Wataru," Hiromitsu mumbled and started to kiss Taisuke's neck and collarbone, his hand starting to find its way between layers of fabric.
Letting out a whimper, Taisuke unconsciously arched his back a little, his eyes fluttering closed. It was still weird feeling lips against his skin and he didn't know how to react, especially when there was someone watching him. Yet he wasn't pushing them away seriously. Why?
It didn't take Hiromitsu long at all to undo Taisuke's hakama, exposing even more skin. "Tsk," he commented, "he has a much better body than you, Wataru. You're too skin and bones."
"Oi!" Wataru ruffled Hiromitsu's hair. "Stop complaining!" While Hiromitsu was exploring Taisuke's body, Wataru didn't waste any time and started to work on Hiromitsu's hakama as well. Blowing a stream of air into Hiromitsu's ear, Wataru murmured, "How should we go about doing this?"
"How would I know?" Hiromitsu said, suppressing a shiver. He gave Taisuke underneath a sultry look before brushing a hand over the other's growing erection, eliciting a moan from the other.
The more Hiromitsu touched him, the more Taisuke felt betrayed by his own body, feeling himself shiver from slight pleasure. That shouldn't be the reaction he should be having. He didn't want to feel anything from this, he really didn't. Tears started to well up in his eyes.
"Stop crying." To Taisuke's surprise, it was Wataru first who noticed him, and not Hiromitsu. Even though the other's words were harsh, when Wataru leaned closer to kiss away his tears, his touch was soft, almost hesitant.
Taisuke made a small sound which quickly turned into a moan when Hiromitsu started to stroke his member.
"See? Hiro will make you feel good..." Wataru murmured as he licked another drop of tear away, flicking his tongue near the corner of Taisuke's eye.
Hiromitsu mumbled a sound of agreement. "I told you I'll be gentle..."
Taisuke just whimpered softly, closing his eyes. He was too confused to think clearly. He didn't want Wataru and Hiromitsu to touch him, yet he was starting to like the sensations he was getting...? Stuck in such a position, maybe it was better to just close his eyes and not do anything.
Except with his eyes closed, Taisuke was feeling everything even stronger, his other senses focusing without his sight. Wataru's eyes were on him, while every single one of Hiromitsu's touch was making him tremble most likely with pleasure. Then came the inevitable pain.
"N-nhh..." Squeezing his eyes involuntarily, his features scrunched up, Taisuke writhed as he felt the tip of a finger - most likely Hiromitsu's - entering his body.
"Just relax..." came Hiromitsu’s voice, purring softly.
Then, it was just like that night. Taisuke felt one finger in him, then two, then three. Hiromitsu was going much more slowly than Wataru did - probably because the other was drunk and he wasn't - and was letting Taisuke get used to the feeling before continuing.
A sudden wetness against the shell of his ear made Taisuke's eyes fly open. Turning his head, he saw Wataru was grinning at him. "Got you to open your eyes, didn't I? This part you should keep your eyes open, don't you agree?"
Before Taisuke could ask what Wataru was talking about, a hand on his chin made him turn his head and his eyes met with Hiromitsu's eyes. His cheeks flushed, realizing what was about to happen.
Hiromitsu's lips curled up into a soft smile. Leaning forward, he covered Taisuke's lips with his own and with a thrust of his hips, he pushed right into Taisuke.
The kiss swallowed Taisuke's cry of pain and proved to provide some sort of distraction as Hiromitsu pushed his tongue further in, deepening the kiss.
"It's my turn to do something then," Taisuke heard Wataru say, but couldn't concentrate on what was going on at all. There were some rustling sounds of fabric, but Hiromitsu started to move within him and that made him forget even more.
Soon, Hiromitsu was no longer kissing him, and Taisuke's moans spilled from his mouth. His fingers clawed against Hiromitsu's skin, his hips slowly starting to rock on their own.
"Keep it down," Hiromitsu managed to say as he continued to thrust into Taisuke, "as much as those sounds you make sound wonderful..." Then suddenly, he let out a low groan. "Wataru!"
"You guys can't leave me alone, so I figured this was the best way," Wataru said with a smirk.
A second later, Taisuke let out a half-strangled cry, feeling Hiromitsu pushed even deeper into him, the pressure and heat increasing. Tilting his head up a little, he realized why. On top of Hiromitsu was Wataru, and considering how his young master was moving his body just like Hiromitsu was, it wasn't hard to guess what was happening.
Biting down on his lip, Taisuke let out a muffled whimper. His cheeks were probably stained red, and couldn't get any darker. Was something like this possible? Were three people supposed... It was happening though. He was experiencing it, so there was...
Taisuke moaned loudly when Hiromitsu hit something within him. What was that feeling just now? It felt good, extremely good.
Hiromitsu gave him a strained grin. "I fou- a-ahh!"
"I found yours too," Wataru replied, biting down on Hiromitsu’s shoulder.
Taisuke wasn't sure what happened next. All he knew was he kept on feeling those waves of pleasure coming again and again until he reached a peak, and when he came to again, there was that stickiness on his abdomen again. The other two were lying beside him. From their heavy breathing, it seemed like they were recovering from what just happened as well.
It took a few moments, but Taisuke then became conscious of his situation. Blushing, he immediately attempted to scramble up and to put his hakama on, only to have a hand on his arm stopping him for the second time. He looked down and blinked at Wataru. "I...I have to leave..."
"Next time, it's my turn to make you feel good," Wataru said with a confident smirk.
"Idiot," Hiromitsu mumbled tiredly, but it was obvious from the other's tone, he didn't mean it. Perhaps, there was a hint of affection?
Taisuke couldn't find his voice to answer them.
Author's Notes: I'm so sorry Taisuke, that I keep on doing these things to you! ><'' I kind of lost the touch for this chapter in the last two pages, so sorry if it's crappy. I spent the whole night last night trying to write the last two pages, and yea...
Heh, these boys are...really hormonal? >.>'' Again, it seems like nothing is really happening in this chapter, so everything is really slow...?
I'm going to be late, so I'll keep this short! ><''
Comments are love and appreciated~
Part Three
Author: Shattered Tenshi
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: JE
Genre: AU, Romance
Pairing: Yokoo Wataru x Fujigaya Taisuke...read to find out
Warnings: Sex, should have one more warning (again >.>''), but in my opinion, will ruin the plot.
Part One
Soba ni Ite
By Shattered Tenshi
Part Two
Coughing, Taisuke pulled the cover of the futon closer to him. He actually didn't want to move at all, but he was feeling hot and cold at the same time, and having the futon even tighter around him seemed like a good idea. His throat was really dry too, but no one else was in the room, and he just couldn't bother to get up and take a drink from the cup that was close-by, filled with warm water.
Fluttering his eyes closed, Taisuke thought about how he ended up in bed. After that night - he had somehow managed to get out of Wataru's room after cleaning up everything, hoping that it seemed like nothing had happened - he had a very sore body the next day and he was coughing. He figured it was probably just a cold though, so he kept on working.
Of course, things didn't always go his way, and the next thing he knew, Taisuke had collapsed and he was forced to stay in bed until he recovered again. Taisuke had cursed his luck. It was never good when a servant becomes ill and he hoped he would get better soon.
Then again... Taisuke hid his face under the futon a little, despite being alone. Maybe he should stay sick a little longer so he didn't have to see Wataru or Hiromitsu. While he hoped Wataru remembered nothing, he wouldn't know how to face the other two. He sighed softly, which quickly turned into coughing.
The door slid open and in stepped one of the elder servants. "Taisuke? How are you feeling?" he asked.
"...not too well..." Taisuke knew better than to lie at the moment. He knew he looked horrible.
The man chuckled softly. "Aya-sama made sure the kitchen helped prepare some medicine for you. You well enough to get up and drink it?" He pushed the bowl forward a little.
Taisuke blushed lightly. Aya was too kind to him. He was just a servant after all. He reminded himself he must thank the other once he was well. He nodded his head slowly and struggled to sit up. The man offered his help and shortly, he was sipping the medicine slowly, trying not to frown at the bitterness.
"Wataru-sama also asked about you."
Taisuke tried not to choke, but failed, and coughed heavily for a few seconds. "E-eh?"
"Well, that's what I heard from others. Wataru-sama didn't mention a name apparently, but it wasn't hard to guess who he was talking about." The man raised an eyebrow. "I never knew you served Wataru-sama."
"I...I don't..." Taisuke mumbled, trying to concentrate on finishing his medicine first. "I just did a few things for him before..." If Wataru was asking about him, does that mean...?
"Oh?" Luckily, the man didn't ask anymore, and once Taisuke was finished his medicine, he left the room, taking the empty bowl with him.
Once he had laid back down, Taisuke couldn't help but think about Wataru and Hiromitsu again. If Wataru did know about what had happened, would he have told Hiromitsu about it? What exactly was the relationship between the two anyways?
Taisuke groaned softly. Thinking while having a fever was giving him too much of a headache. He wondered if thinking too much could possibly make him become sicker. He was hit by a wave of drowsiness though - probably from the medicine - and he drifted off to sleep.
It was a few days later that Taisuke was up and about once more, able to work again without collapsing. At the moment, he had brought tea to Aya's room and was bowing his head.
"Thank you for the medicine, Aya-sama," Taisuke said gratefully, pressing his head against his hands on the tatami. "It most definitely helped me get well a lot faster."
Aya smiled softly. "I'm glad you're well again. The medicine was nothing." She tilted her head. "It did take you a while to recover though...? I would have thought you would be well after a day or two..."
"Ah," Taisuke lifted his head and sat back down properly on his feet. "I still had a little coughing, so I wasn't allowed to be in the kitchen or do any serving jobs." Not to mention his body still felt sore even now, so it had been a good idea for him to rest a little longer. Of course, he wouldn't tell Aya that, just in case the other asked him why.
With a look of understanding, Aya nodded her head. "Mh, I don't suppose you have another interesting story to tell me then, do you, Taisuke-kun?"
Taisuke shook his head. "You do have your books though, don’t you, Aya-sama? I'm sure reading those would be a lot more interesting than hearing me talk about some random stories, right?"
Aya laughed lightly. "This and that are totally different, Taisuke-kun. Ah, that reminds me..." She turned a little towards her small shelf and pulled out a book. "Would you help me return this to aniue for me?"
"To...Wataru-sama?" Taisuke hoped he didn't look too pale. And he wanted to avoid Wataru for at least a few more days too...!
Nodding her head, Aya frowned a little. "Yes, that's what I want. Are you feeling alright, Taisuke-kun? You're not still sick, are you?"
Taisuke quickly shook his head, a little fervently. "No, I’m fine, Aya-sama. Please do not worry about me." He received the book from Aya and nodded his head. "I understand. I will bring this over to Wataru-sama later."
"Thank you," Aya replied with a smile.
Taisuke managed to give her a hopefully not too awkward smile.
He was not shaking. He was not shaking. He was not shaking.
That's what Taisuke tried to convince himself as he clutched on to the book that Aya had gave him to return to Wataru as he slowly headed towards the young master's room. There was nothing to be nervous about, right? He was just going to return the book and quickly leave the room. At least, that was his plan. Maybe Wataru no longer cared about what happened anyways. The other might be a forgetful drunk, or...
Taisuke blinked in surprise as he stopped a few feet away from Wataru's room. The other's room's door was actually opened for once. He remembered Hiromitsu was over once again to visit, but for the door to be open, that was rare.
He cleared his throat nervously. He should get over this and quickly go back to work. Taisuke took a deep breath and finally made his way over to Wataru's room. Stopping before he could see beyond the door, Taisuke knelt down on his knees and called out, "Wataru-sama?"
"Come in." This time, the reply came quickly.
Taisuke stood up and entered the room, keeping his head lowered. He didn't want to see Wataru, but his eyes met Hiromitsu's gaze anyways. A light blush appeared on his cheeks even though he willed himself not to react. Hiromitsu gave him a smile and his lips twitched a little before being able to return a small smile. Kneeling back down, Taisuke placed the book on to the tatami.
"You, what do you want?" Wataru asked. Taisuke figured the other was on his left, since that's where the other's voice came from.
"Wataru, you should be a little more polite and call him by his name," Hiromitsu scolded lightly.
There was a short moment of silence. "I don't know his name."
Hiromitsu laughed lightly. "It's Taisuke, right?" Taisuke nodded his head. "Ah, not knowing his name, and you..."
Taisuke blinked. What was Hiromitsu talking about?
Wataru made a small grunt and moved towards the door. "So, what is it, Taisuke?"
Surprised to hear his name, Taisuke ended up looking up, only to see Wataru's eyes burning on him. Did the other know after all? Did Wataru remember? "I...Aya-sama told me to return this book to you..." He pushed it towards Wataru a little.
"Mh," Wataru replied, giving the book a glance. "Just put it on the shelf."
"H-hai," Taisuke picked up the book and shuffled over to the shelf, placing it down. "Then, I'll take my lea-" He stopped in the middle of his words, blinking at the hand that was on his arm. "H-Hiromitsu-sama...?"
"You can stay a little longer, right?"
Taisuke blinked. Why was Hiromitsu holding him back? He didn't want to stay. He didn't know how to react, to be in a room with Wataru and Hiromitsu. At this rate, his cheeks will turn really red and he'll feel too flustered.
"You're blushing," Hiromitsu said teasingly.
Hands flew to his cheeks, Taisuke could only blink again at Hiromitsu, not understanding the situation. Suddenly, he heard the door slide close and his head snapped upwards. Wataru…did Wataru just close the door? He felt like he had walked into some sort of trap.
Wataru kept on staring at Taisuke, running his gaze up and down. "It was you, wasn't it?"
"I would think so too," Hiromitsu replied.
Taisuke had no idea what the two were talking about. "W-Wataru-sama...?"
A small smirk appeared on Wataru's face. "It -was- you."
"I can't believe you couldn't tell the differences. I mean, he -is- taller than me, you know."
Taisuke felt an urge to shrink back, maybe to run away. Wataru and Hiromitsu were talking about something that he didn't understood, and there was something about the atmosphere that made a shiver run down his spine.
Wataru took a few steps and sat down beside Hiromitsu. "I remember calling out your name, which means he knows."
Taisuke's mind was spinning and running really quickly now. They were talking about that night, weren't they? Wataru remembered after all! And he told Hiromitsu what had happened...
Hiromitsu glanced at Taisuke. "You're making him confused, Wataru."
Wataru chuckled, "I say he looks kind of cute like that." He wrapped an arm around Hiromitsu's shoulders casually. "Maybe even cuter than you."
Huffing, Hiromitsu swatted Wataru's arm away. "I told you don't call me cute."
Taisuke tried to find his voice. He shouldn't be here, watching the two doing whatever they were doing. "W-Wataru-sama...H-Hiromitsu-sama...I...I...should leave..."
Immediately raising an eyebrow, Wataru said, "Who said you could?"
Hiromitsu just smiled.
"I..." There was no way he was going to stay though! Not only they knew what had happened, Taisuke felt like he was someone intruding on the two. He shouldn't be here watching and listening to them.
"Just stay and watch..." Wataru said with a smirk. "Though, remember to keep quiet like before."
Before Taisuke could make another sound, his eyes widened as Wataru leaned forward and captured Hiromitsu's lips with his own. He let out a squeak of surprise and immediately slapped a hand over his mouth. They...they were kissing right in front of him! He wanted to just stand and run, opening the door, but his body was frozen, unable to move.
He remembered how Wataru had called out Hiromitsu's name during that night. There really was something between the two of them after all.
A moan was heard from Hiromitsu and Taisuke felt his ears burn in response. Where was Wataru's hand touching? He shouldn't be watching, he really shouldn't, but his wide eyes could only keep on staring.
It wasn't just Wataru doing the touching either. Hiromitsu had his arms around the other and was touching everywhere he could while returning the kiss. Was that tongues Taisuke was seeing? His face couldn't probably get any redder. He tried to move away but all the energy in his legs had disappeared and when he moved, he ended up falling flat on the tatami.
Wataru and Hiromitsu slowly broke their kiss hearing the thud. Both of them were breathing heavily, and Wataru chuckled breathlessly. "Looks like someone was trying to run away," he commented.
Hiromitsu crawled over to Taisuke and lifted the other's hand by the chin. "Do you remember how it was like kissing him, Wataru?"
"Not really," Wataru replied. "Why?" he smirked a little. "Are you...interested in trying?"
Taisuke stared up at Hiromitsu with almost fearful eyes. He had thought the other was really nice when he had talked to the other, but right now, the other was staring at him with lustful eyes and it was scaring him. Was Hiromitsu planning to do the same to him like Wataru had done a few nights ago?
Hiromitsu's expression softened a little. "Don't look so scared, Taisuke." Pulling Taisuke up, he then pressed his lips against the other's, starting the kiss softly first before pressing a little harder, demanding more.
Shuffling a little closer, Wataru just watched though, not doing anything just yet.
Letting out a whimper, Taisuke wasn't sure how to react. Hiromitsu wasn't kissing him like Wataru had, but he should be pushing the other away right? He shouldn't be letting Hiromitsu do this do him, even though it felt a little good...
When he remembered how much it had hurt when Wataru entered him though, a shiver ran down Taisuke's spine and he started trying to push Hiromitsu away again. Feeling the other's tongue pushing between his lips, he somehow yelped and brought his teeth downwards.
"Itee!" Hiromitsu pulled back, a hand covering his mouth. "...Wataru, I think you scared him too much last time."
"Why are you blaming me?" Wataru snorted lightly. He shoved Hiromitsu to the side slightly before pressing his hands on Taisuke's shoulders, pushing the other down. "Taisuke, there’s nothing to be afraid of..."
He laid down, but Taisuke was shaking his head, trembling just a little under Wataru’s touch. "L-let me go, Wataru-sama..."
Wataru murmured, "We want to make you feel good too..." He pressed his lips against Taisuke's once, twice, then a third time. "I'll hit Hiro if he's being too rough or something..." He kissed the pulse on Taisuke's neck, suckling a little.
Hiromitsu whacked the other on the head. "What are you talking? You're the one who's usually too rough!"
Looking thoughtful for a moment, Wataru then grinned. "True. I don't know how you would act if you were the one doing all that."
"Wataru!"
Taisuke wondered if this was a good time to escape now. They were arguing - though it seemed playful to him, like they were enjoying it - and maybe he could leave without them noticing...? Biting back a yelp when Hiromitsu straddled him, Taisuke then decided, maybe not.
"I'm more considerate than Wataru," Hiromitsu mumbled and started to kiss Taisuke's neck and collarbone, his hand starting to find its way between layers of fabric.
Letting out a whimper, Taisuke unconsciously arched his back a little, his eyes fluttering closed. It was still weird feeling lips against his skin and he didn't know how to react, especially when there was someone watching him. Yet he wasn't pushing them away seriously. Why?
It didn't take Hiromitsu long at all to undo Taisuke's hakama, exposing even more skin. "Tsk," he commented, "he has a much better body than you, Wataru. You're too skin and bones."
"Oi!" Wataru ruffled Hiromitsu's hair. "Stop complaining!" While Hiromitsu was exploring Taisuke's body, Wataru didn't waste any time and started to work on Hiromitsu's hakama as well. Blowing a stream of air into Hiromitsu's ear, Wataru murmured, "How should we go about doing this?"
"How would I know?" Hiromitsu said, suppressing a shiver. He gave Taisuke underneath a sultry look before brushing a hand over the other's growing erection, eliciting a moan from the other.
The more Hiromitsu touched him, the more Taisuke felt betrayed by his own body, feeling himself shiver from slight pleasure. That shouldn't be the reaction he should be having. He didn't want to feel anything from this, he really didn't. Tears started to well up in his eyes.
"Stop crying." To Taisuke's surprise, it was Wataru first who noticed him, and not Hiromitsu. Even though the other's words were harsh, when Wataru leaned closer to kiss away his tears, his touch was soft, almost hesitant.
Taisuke made a small sound which quickly turned into a moan when Hiromitsu started to stroke his member.
"See? Hiro will make you feel good..." Wataru murmured as he licked another drop of tear away, flicking his tongue near the corner of Taisuke's eye.
Hiromitsu mumbled a sound of agreement. "I told you I'll be gentle..."
Taisuke just whimpered softly, closing his eyes. He was too confused to think clearly. He didn't want Wataru and Hiromitsu to touch him, yet he was starting to like the sensations he was getting...? Stuck in such a position, maybe it was better to just close his eyes and not do anything.
Except with his eyes closed, Taisuke was feeling everything even stronger, his other senses focusing without his sight. Wataru's eyes were on him, while every single one of Hiromitsu's touch was making him tremble most likely with pleasure. Then came the inevitable pain.
"N-nhh..." Squeezing his eyes involuntarily, his features scrunched up, Taisuke writhed as he felt the tip of a finger - most likely Hiromitsu's - entering his body.
"Just relax..." came Hiromitsu’s voice, purring softly.
Then, it was just like that night. Taisuke felt one finger in him, then two, then three. Hiromitsu was going much more slowly than Wataru did - probably because the other was drunk and he wasn't - and was letting Taisuke get used to the feeling before continuing.
A sudden wetness against the shell of his ear made Taisuke's eyes fly open. Turning his head, he saw Wataru was grinning at him. "Got you to open your eyes, didn't I? This part you should keep your eyes open, don't you agree?"
Before Taisuke could ask what Wataru was talking about, a hand on his chin made him turn his head and his eyes met with Hiromitsu's eyes. His cheeks flushed, realizing what was about to happen.
Hiromitsu's lips curled up into a soft smile. Leaning forward, he covered Taisuke's lips with his own and with a thrust of his hips, he pushed right into Taisuke.
The kiss swallowed Taisuke's cry of pain and proved to provide some sort of distraction as Hiromitsu pushed his tongue further in, deepening the kiss.
"It's my turn to do something then," Taisuke heard Wataru say, but couldn't concentrate on what was going on at all. There were some rustling sounds of fabric, but Hiromitsu started to move within him and that made him forget even more.
Soon, Hiromitsu was no longer kissing him, and Taisuke's moans spilled from his mouth. His fingers clawed against Hiromitsu's skin, his hips slowly starting to rock on their own.
"Keep it down," Hiromitsu managed to say as he continued to thrust into Taisuke, "as much as those sounds you make sound wonderful..." Then suddenly, he let out a low groan. "Wataru!"
"You guys can't leave me alone, so I figured this was the best way," Wataru said with a smirk.
A second later, Taisuke let out a half-strangled cry, feeling Hiromitsu pushed even deeper into him, the pressure and heat increasing. Tilting his head up a little, he realized why. On top of Hiromitsu was Wataru, and considering how his young master was moving his body just like Hiromitsu was, it wasn't hard to guess what was happening.
Biting down on his lip, Taisuke let out a muffled whimper. His cheeks were probably stained red, and couldn't get any darker. Was something like this possible? Were three people supposed... It was happening though. He was experiencing it, so there was...
Taisuke moaned loudly when Hiromitsu hit something within him. What was that feeling just now? It felt good, extremely good.
Hiromitsu gave him a strained grin. "I fou- a-ahh!"
"I found yours too," Wataru replied, biting down on Hiromitsu’s shoulder.
Taisuke wasn't sure what happened next. All he knew was he kept on feeling those waves of pleasure coming again and again until he reached a peak, and when he came to again, there was that stickiness on his abdomen again. The other two were lying beside him. From their heavy breathing, it seemed like they were recovering from what just happened as well.
It took a few moments, but Taisuke then became conscious of his situation. Blushing, he immediately attempted to scramble up and to put his hakama on, only to have a hand on his arm stopping him for the second time. He looked down and blinked at Wataru. "I...I have to leave..."
"Next time, it's my turn to make you feel good," Wataru said with a confident smirk.
"Idiot," Hiromitsu mumbled tiredly, but it was obvious from the other's tone, he didn't mean it. Perhaps, there was a hint of affection?
Taisuke couldn't find his voice to answer them.
Author's Notes: I'm so sorry Taisuke, that I keep on doing these things to you! ><'' I kind of lost the touch for this chapter in the last two pages, so sorry if it's crappy. I spent the whole night last night trying to write the last two pages, and yea...
Heh, these boys are...really hormonal? >.>'' Again, it seems like nothing is really happening in this chapter, so everything is really slow...?
I'm going to be late, so I'll keep this short! ><''
Comments are love and appreciated~
Part Three