Addicted to LOVE - Chapter 3: The art of being true

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Pairing: Koichi/Ryo time ^^, Tsuyoshi/Takeda Shinji
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: Swearing, sexual situations, angst
Multi-Chapter


Notes: Well, this is definitely a series for fans of smut, ne? ^^ Will I be able to make all of the chaps NC-17? It's definitely interesting to write this, as much as it is a challange, since I'm trying to find a different approach for every couple. I hope I'm at least somewhat successful. I have to apology notes. To my beloved lilly0 , I'm so sorry I couldn't make it in time. It took me longer than expected. Plus, I'm sorry for making it like this for Ryo, but he seems to be the kind of guy this would work with. Gomen ne. (Please don't hate Koichi, it was entirely my idea. ^_~) Then I apologise to my dear luna_truths for being absent for so long and now only posting before rushing off to bed. I love you, but tomorrow will be a long day, so I'm leaving this here for now and then contact you tomorrow. <3


Intro: Slutty Koichi is already well-known within Johnny's Jimusho. But then, doesn't he have other features too? What is his story? And how is it similar to someone else's from the agency? While an interesting development takes place there, Tsuyoshi has to fight for his own relationship.






Koichi stopped, surprised. Wasn’t that Nishikido-kun sitting at the back of the room? He tilted his head to the side slightly. There weren’t usually a lot of people left at the agency at this time of night. Nishikido also seemed to be alone. Carefully, he approached the cowering figure.
“Oi, Nishikido-kun?”
Roy jumped at the voice, even though it was soft. As he looked up he jumped again, seeing Koichi standing in front of him.
“Senpai…” he mumbled out.




“What are you still doing here?” Koichi wanted to know. “And where are your colleagues?”
“I… wanted to be alone,” Ryo told him.
“I see,” Koichi nodded. “But looking at you I can tell that you’re in no state in which you should be alone.”
Without further ado, or waiting for the other’s reply, Koichi flopped down right next to the younger man on the couch. Ryo shot a side-glance at him, not really knowing what to make of this. It seemed, though, that nothing much was being expected of him. Koichi was just sitting there, not even looking at him and so silence spread between them as they merely kept sitting together for many minutes.




“We had a show recording today,” Ryo suddenly said.
“How was it?” Koichi asked sympathetically.
“Pretty much the usual.”
Then there was silence again. Koichi did not shift uncomfortably, or push him in any way, as though it would be just as well for them to simply sit like this. Roy smiled at that. It actually felt good to not be alone. It was then that he realised that he hadn’t really wanted to be alone. He had actually wanted company. He just didn’t want to talk, so Koichi’s presence was more than comforting.




“Sorry for being such a bother,” Ryo mumbled out guiltily.
“It’s fine,” Koichi assured him. “I don’t much like talking either, you know. So, this is really okay.”
“Mh,” Ryo nodded, feeling better all of a sudden.
It was about an hour after Koichi had sat down with him when next Ryo spoke.
“Given the case that now I do want to talk…” the younger man tried carefully.
“I don’t mind listening,” Koichi answered softly.
“Thanks,” Ryo said with a smile.



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“Tsuyoshi,” Shinji sighed out exasperatedly. “If you don’t stop checking your phone, I’ll through it out the window.”
“I can’t help it,” Tsuyoshi shot at him. “He hasn’t answered all day. It’s not quite like him. I just wonder whether he’s okay.”
“If he’s feeling off, he can always call you – seeing how you’ve broken your agency’s prohibition of sharing the numbers. Actually, he even calls a lot when he’s really quite fine,” Shinji tried to reason.




“Maybe he can’t call for some reason,” Tsuyoshi mused. “And the prohibition was ridiculous. What’s the point in not sharing numbers? We could still mail, it’s just more bothersome.”
“The prohibition was to protect you from rumours,” Shinji told the other. “Which is not such a bad thing.”
Tsuyoshi chuckled lightly. “People just latch onto what they see. They’re just assuming me and Koichi have a thing going. Nobody is realistically considering the option that either of us might actually be gay and have relationships with other men.”
“But even with rumours just about you and Koichi out,” Shinji continued, but Tsuyoshi shook his head.




“They wouldn’t find a thing,” the younger man shrugged. “We never had a thing going. I mean, okay, there was that one time. I mean, isn’t it natural, when you’re young and curious and inexperienced and there’s just this one person you’re hanging out with all the time – that you would try something? But it never meant anything. Not like that anyway.”
“How can you say it didn’t mean anything?” Shinji shot at him, feeling a bit angry that Tsuyoshi mentioned his “experience” with Koichi again. “How can you say that, when you love him? You do love him, right?”
Tsuyoshi looked at his lover, debating with himself how to answer this. It was obvious Shinji was worked up about the issue. He sighed.




“How can I deny it,” Tsuyoshi said in defeat, “when I confessed to him?”
“I mean, you still love him today,” Shinji said, his voice sounding hurt.
The younger man shook his head. “Love doesn’t simply disappear,” he explained sadly. “But if you’re implying that I’m just having you here as a stand-in, that’s bullshit.”




“Oh yeah?” Shinji asked, his voice dripping sarcasm. “It doesn’t look like bullshit from here.”
“Shinji,” Tsuyoshi tried again, “what do you expect me to do? I love this guy, yes, I love him with all my heart. I don’t know how to explain it to you, so you would understand, or believe me. I don’t love him the way I love you now. My feelings for him… I can’t make them go away, but they have… transformed somehow. This affection that I feel for him is different from the feelings I would have for a lover. There are no feelings of lust or passion left in me for him. I cannot possibly prove this to you. You will have to go entirely by my word concerning that. But if you don’t trust me that far… what can I do, then?”




“It’s not that I don’t trust you,” Shinji sighed. “I… you keep saying these things, that your feelings for him are different. But… what am I to make of that? I don’t even understand what you’re saying. And all I ever see is you running after him, taking care of him, worrying over him and I keep thinking that it should be me getting this kind of attention from you. Instead you’re leaving me here alone to deal with it and dwell on my thoughts.”




Tsuyoshi bit his lip. He could see his lover’s agony in his eyes and in hurt him to know that he dealt this kind of pain to him.
“I… can’t even explain it myself,” Tsuyoshi said helplessly. “But… you’ve known from the very beginning how I am. I mean, it’s not like we’ve met only yesterday. You’ve watched me and Koichi. And yet you wanted to be with me. Maybe you had hoped that I would shift my attention? I don’t know. The things is… I cannot change who I am or the way I feel. So, all I can do now is to ask you to love this me, who loves Koichi in such a way…”




A longer silence spread between the two lovers. Tsuyoshi felt extremely nervous. He had never been quite as honest about his own feelings, let alone their intensity before. He had no idea how the other would react to this confession. Finally Shinji got up to stand next to Tsuyoshi. Just as the younger man wondered what would happen next, Shinji slipped his arms around him, pulled him close and kissed him lightly.
“Tsuyoshi,” the older man said softly, “I understand what you’re saying. I can’t say I like Koichi being so present all the time. But I do love the man that you are. And I guess this thing with Koichi is a considerable part of that. So, I’ll love you with it. Just… sometimes, will you make me your first priority? Because I really love you and I just want to know you love me too.”




“Oh Shinji,” Tsuyoshi sighed out, clinging to the other. “I love you so much,” he said, giving many light kisses to the other’s face. “You have no idea. If it weren’t for you, I think I’d go mad. I promise you, I swear that I will make you my first priority… whenever I feel I can.”
Shinji smiled. Just as they leaned in to share another kiss, Tsuyoshi’s phone started to ring, startling both of them. As Tsuyoshi pulled the item out of his pocket, both of them could read the name on the display.




Domoto Koichi.




“That guy really has a feeing for rotten timing,” Shinji sighed, rolling his eyes. “Well, at least you’re at ease now. Just promise me you won’t go mad, okay?”
However, as he made to draw back, Tsuyoshi held him back and close to him. As Shinji blinked at him, confused, Tsuyoshi just grinned at him.
“There are things that can wait,” he explained, casting his phone away onto the couch, “and things that can’t.”
With that he grabbed his lover’s shirt and dragged him off to their bedroom.




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“I mean, come on, I really shouldn’t be complaining, don’t I have everything I could wish for?”
Ryo had been talking for about an hour, crying his heart out to Koichi. And the older man could feel his heart growing heavier by the minute. Ryo’s story touched him deeply. All the pressure, the expectations, the simple fact that he couldn’t help his own situation and that he had asked for none of it… All of that felt strangely familiar.
“I understand it’s difficult,” Koichi told him.
“Well, you would know how it feels to carry that kind of burden,” Ryo nodded. “You’re working on two ends as well. With the musical and your solo project running, and then there’s still KinKi Kids.” There was a longer pause, then Ryo continued. “If you had to quit any one of those, just because you would collapse otherwise. Which would you choose?”
Koichi thought on it for a moment. Then he sighed.




“I don’t know,” Koichi answered truthfully. “I understand it’s difficult. You love different parts of your work for various reasons. I honestly can’t say what I’d choose. Probably the BPM part, though. Well, I’d try to cut back on it and do it like every 3 years, or so.”
“It’s hard, isn’t it?”
“Yes it is.”




“But then, you don’t have this kind of fan-trouble,” Ryo sighed. “I… really try to not let it bother me. But it really seems like whatever I try, I can’t do it right. Someone will always be displeased with what I do.”
“You’d be surprised,” Koichi said with a soft smile, then chuckled lightly as the younger man blinked at him in confusion. “Ever heard of the `only´ development?”
Ryo silently shook his head.
“Well, somewhere along the way several people have decided that I am not fit as a duet partner for Tsuyoshi,” Koichi related sadly.
“Why?” Ryo asked, still blinking.




Koichi sighed. Then he pretended to start thinking hard.
“Well,” he mused, “because I am obviously not nearly talented enough to be allowed to stand by his side, because I merely sell by my looks, because I’m an arrogant little shit, I never care about other person’s feelings, I just claim the fame that is really Tsuyoshi’s…”
“Oh my god,” Ryo muttered in disbelief. “People say stuff like that about you?”
Koichi simply nodded. “Well, it’s the same for both of us. While I am considered an untalented air-head by his fans, he is considered a sneaky little queer, who uses every opportunity to grab at me by mine.”




“Oh my,” the younger man sighed, shaking his head. “That’s tough.”
“Quite,” Koichi agreed. “But you really just have to learn to live with it. After a while, even when the movement flared up again in 08, I didn’t even really take note of it anymore.”
“How do you grow indifferent to things like that?” Ryo asked doubtfully.
“With practice,” Koichi told him, his face having darkened a bit.
“Ano… Koichi-kun?” Ryo asked carefully.
The older man blinked, as though he had zones out. “Sorry,” he said with a smile.
“I don’t think I can be strong like that,” Ryo admitted, feeling a bit uncomfortable.




“Well, I don’t know about strength,” Koichi said thoughtfully. “I don’t think I’m exceptionally strong. For me, it’s all about logics. Life has taught me that you can never please everybody. It’s just not possible. So, why make such a huge effort in trying to please others, when you’re obviously fighting a lost battle? Just don’t bother. There will be people who will like you exactly the way you are without you having to put any effort into it, or putting on an act and others who won’t like you because you are as you are. The result is always the same, so you should make the best out of it for yourself.”
“That…” Ryo paused for a second, “…sounds a bit cold,” he finally stated.




Koichi looked at him for a while, then he gave the younger a smile. “Probably,” he agreed. “You know what? Forget what I just said. Try and do it better than me, okay? And should you find a way, then please come back and share it with me.”
“I… can’t possibly do better than you,” Ryo answered, blushing.
“Always so humble,” Koichi smiled at him. “You already are doing better. The way you keep trying so hard and the way you will give it your best for your mates – for all of them. And there are quite some.”
“Well, I love all of them,” Ryo shrugged. “So, I can’t let them down. Plus, they all love me too.”




Koichi’s smile grew a bit sad. “Admirable,” he mumbled out. “I…” he paused there.
He cursed inwardly, feeling his eyes stinging. At a total loss as of what to do, he gulped.
“Ko-ichi?” Ryo asked, sounding a bit confused. “You okay?”
“They must love you because you’re such a kind guy,” Koichi said, but it seemed his voice was draining out.




The younger man bit his lip, wondering what he should do. Then he blinked as Koichi unexpectedly set new action. The older man was leaning closer to him, eyes shining oddly. The next moment said eyes were closed and even though it was all very slow and he could see it coming and he knew the kind of air that was suddenly around them, he jumped when he felt soft lips pressing against his own. Ryo jumped back, staring at Koichi.
“S-senpai,” he muttered, confused. “What are you doing?”




The look in Koichi’s eyes was scaring him a bit. He could see longing in them and it confused him, because how was such a strong emotion directed at him? Was Koichi secretly in love with him? Had he given the other the idea that he would want him?
“Sorry,” Koichi mumbled silently, shaking his head. “That was… stupid.”
“How is it stupid?” Ryo wanted to know.
“Because I always do stupid things like that,” Koichi told him.
“Kissing other people?” Ryo asked.




Koichi laughed lightly at that. “It’s sweet that you put it that way. You don’t have to pretend you don’t know. I am aware of the reputation that I have. I keep working in favour of it, after all.”
Ryo bit his lip nervously. He had indeed heard rumours about Koichi. Until that very moment he would hardly have wanted to believe them, though. Koichi seemed nothing like a man-eater. But then, with his own words, things were different. He was feeling a bit lost, not really knowing how to react to Koichi’s words. Fortunately the older man was the one who spoke up again.




“Please don’t feel offended,” Koichi asked. “I… most of the time I don’t know what I’m doing when it’s about that. It’s not like I assumed you’d… well, want to be on my list. I know you can do better. Again, you are better than that.”
“But then why did you kiss me?” Ryo asked, shaking his head.
“I…” Koichi tried, then paused, licking his lips before he continued, “I just felt… I don’t know. I said it was stupid. Just forget it, please. I feel like I insulted you, doing that.”
“Do you like me?” Roy tried boldly.




At that Koichi blinked for a moment. Then his eyes softened. He shook his head and sighed slightly through a low chuckle.
“You are so sweet,” Koichi told him. “Really, too pure to be sitting right next to me. Just breathing the same air as you, I fear I might stain you.”
Ryo’s eyes grew wide at that. Then he looked away, feeling uncomfortable.
“I’m not so pure,” he opposed. “Or kind.”
“Yes, you are,” Koichi said kindly.
“No,” Ryo insisted.
Koichi chuckled lightly again. “Why do you fight that idea?” he asked the younger man. “Don’t you want to be that?”




Ryo turned his gaze back to Koichi and found the older man’s eyes so intense he stopped breathing for a moment.
“Why is it we’re never satisfied with who we are?” Koichi asked.
The younger man could do nothing but to keep staring. The other’s gaze was almost painful. He wasn’t sure what was going on inside of Koichi, but he could tell that it was intense and somehow a bit scary.
“I don’t know,” he finally breathed.




And again he could see it coming. The sad smile on Koichi’s face, the longing in his eyes was there again as well and the way he was moving closer – and yet again he was waiting for it to happen. Just this time as he felt the pressure, he didn’t jump or pull away. He let Koichi’s lips linger against his own, doing nothing, waiting. After a while Koichi finally drew back again. His eyes had changed a bit. They seemed more sympathetic, but also empty somehow.
“Why aren’t you pushing me away again?” Koichi asked softly.
Ryo said nothing. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t have known what to say anyway. He didn’t even know why he was acting this way.




“I won’t love you,” Koichi told him, but at the same time he nipped at the younger’s lips again.
“I know,” Ryo said, closing his eyes at the intimate contact.
“I will claim you, use you, and leave you stained,” the other told him evenly.
Still Ryo didn’t move and set no action to stop Koichi, even as the other attacked his neck with his lips.
“I’m warning you,” Koichi hissed into his ear. “I am not a considerate person. If you don’t push me away, I will take what I want, just because you let me.”




Somehow the slight nod Koichi felt against his face made his heart ache. But at the same time he could already feel the excitement rising in his chest. And it was too promising to ignore, or deny. He could already lick at the edge of a high and he knew it would be good and pleasant and warm – even if it was only for the few minutes he was allowed close to this wonderful young man. Even if Ryo would hate him once this was over. It was as he had explained earlier. He did things as he felt the need. If people hated him for it, it was still their problem, not his. Thoughts of doubt or feelings of guilt were squashed mercilessly at the very first spike they showed in his mind. It wasn’t really too hard. It had been at the beginning. Sometimes. But then, as he kept doing this, he had gotten used to it, found a routine, learned a way to wipe such thoughts out effectively and latching onto the feelings of lust and want.




“Koichi.”
Koichi blinked at the soft sound against his ear. Had he spaced out? As he looked at the other man, he found his face flushed, his shirt open and the front of his pants showing a suspicious bulge. He stopped for a moment, doubts rising in him, after all. Then, however, much to his surprise, he felt Ryo’s hands at his shirt, shoving it up, showing that he wanted the item off, even as he could not finish the task with Koichi’s arms around his frame. The older man answered immediately to the demand, pulling back and quickly dismissing the item over his head and onto the floor. His eyes were fixed on Ryo, as though waiting for the younger’s next action.




Looking right back at Koichi, Ryo shrugged his own shirt off as well, sending it flying to the floor as well. For another moment they just kept looking at each other, then, slowly, almost carefully, hands started to roam and explore unfamiliar bodies. Koichi couldn’t help but wonder at the softness of it all. He didn’t usually bother with caresses, or kisses. It seemed that with Ryo it was different. He enjoyed the attention he received and was very willing to pay the other back in kind. It was a pleasant change. His body felt warm and it tingled pleasantly. He smiled as they shifted, letting Ryo settle down on top of him. As the younger man started to cover his chest with kisses, he sighed, a hand finding its way into Ryo’s hair and stroking him in thanks.




The younger man did a thorough job in teasing the other’s body into high-sensitive mode. Koichi had no idea how long they had been there just like this, but by the time Ryo finally drew back to kiss him again, his body jerked at the mere feeling of skin sliding over his. He moaned lowly and Ryo smiled as he covered Koichi’s lips with his own again. At the same time his hand slid down, swiftly opening the older man’s pants and then sliding inside, giving a few promising strokes. Koichi mewled at the feel, kissing the other more forcefully. Untangling his arm from around Ryo’s body he brought a hand down to the other’s bulge, rubbing over it, as he could not get inside with just this one hand. Even so they kept doing that for a while.




“Mh, Koichi,” Ryo finally sighed out. “Just a moment,” he pleaded as he drew back and removed himself from Koichi’s body.
His own hands came to his pants, opening them quickly and pushing them off and finally away. Half way through it Koichi fumbled with what was left of his own clothes, quickly dismissing them too.
“Shit,” Ryo suddenly cursed.
Koichi blinked at him.




“I… I don’t have anything,” the younger man explained. “I mean, there’s lube. There’s always lube. But somehow I’ve run out… You have any?”
Koichi bit his lip, weighing his options. Then he gave Ryo a kind smile.
“Get the lube,” he said softly, moving forward to peck the younger’s lips.
“But… do you have something?” Roy asked once again.
“It’s fine,” Koichi assured him, stroking his face softly.
“Eh?”
“It’s fine like this,” the older man repeated. “I trust you.”




He stressed his last statement with a soft brush of lips. Ryo kept looking at him for another moment, before removing himself from the other to get a bottle of lube. Koichi was torn between feeling relieved and euphoric he could convince the other so easily. A little bit of acting was okay, wasn’t it? As he had gotten that far, he absolutely wanted to finish this and he wanted it all. Not a minute later Ryo returned, a small bottle in hand.
“Are you sure it’s okay?” he asked once more.
“You might not believe me,” Koichi said, with a helpless grin, “but usually I really don’t do that. But then… with you it’s different. I feel I can trust you. Do you trust me?”
“I wouldn’t think you do this a lot,” Ryo answered. “I trust you just that far.”




With that Ryo opened the bottle of lube and spread a good amount onto his hand. However, instead of going right for the other’s hole, as Koichi had expected, he grabbed his own cock, covering it with the substance and giving Koichi quite a show. The older man bit his lip at the sight. Ryo kneeling over him, hand working his dick, lips slightly opened, and watching him with sultry eyes. Just as he thought to simply jump Ryo, the latter moved forward just slightly, hovering over him. Then the bottle of lube appeared again, just for a moment, providing more liquid. And then, the next moment, Koichi felt slick warmth engulfing him and he moaned. Ryo’s hand was working him, pulling sensually until he was considerably hard.




Then the younger man nudged at his legs and Koichi opened them very willingly, letting the other slip between them. Their hips connected and Koichi sighed as they fit together perfectly. It wasn’t often the case, with Koichi being rather small. Ryo felt absolutely perfect against him, sinewy, not too heavy and just purely fit. Their eyes met and Ryo smiled down at him, pecking his lips softly, before shifting slightly and then taking both their dicks into his hand, rubbing them together and stimulating them with his strokes.
“Mou,” Koichi moaned out, jerking his head to the side as he trashed slightly in pleasure.




He didn’t even move against the younger as Ryo shifted his own hips back and forth sensually. The only thing he could do was to let the feelings wash over him, jerking every now and then. It felt too good already and yet he yearned for more. He bit his lip again, fearing that an embarrassing plea might escape him, but even so his sighs and mewls gave away his need. As he watched Ryo moving above him, he couldn’t help staring. The younger man was an incredible sight.




And then there was also something else. Koichi couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but it felt… weird. And before he even knew what was happening, let alone comprehend it, he was leaning forward and pushing himself up, one arm grabbing around the back of Ryo’s head for balance and he was nipping softly at the other’s neck. He could hear the other moan his approval and the sound ran through his body like a caress, encouraging him for further actions. His lips moved to the other’s ear, nipping lightly, then moving their way back down with hot licks.
“Uh,” Ryo moaned, speeding up his movements.
“Ah, Ryo,” Koichi sighed. “I…” He licked his lips.




As he felt the younger man pushing against him, he gave way, flopping back down on to the couch. Then he sighed happily, as he finally felt hands fingering around his hole. He was glad he didn’t have to actually voice his needs, offering the opening to the younger. Ryo quickly added some more lube, covering his fingers and Koichi’s back, before carefully wiggling one of his fingers inside. Koichi let him, not moving, or complaining. Soon enough a second finger was added and the probing began.




“Leave it,” Koichi told him, stroking Ryo’s hair as the other blinked down at him. “Just prepare me,” the older man pleaded.
The other simply nodded back, scissoring his fingers until he could finally add a third, stretching just a bit more before he pulled them back out.
“Okay?” he asked, as he positioned himself over Koichi.
“Okay,” the older man nodded back, shifting his hips forward to make it easier for the other to slide in.




As the head penetrated his body, he could feel the hot burning sensation running through his body. He had to smile, however, as he felt a hand stroking him, distracting him effectively.
“You’re a considerate lover,” Koichi told him.
“I’m your lover?” Ryo asked, sounding wary.
Koichi just stared back at him helplessly. “Well,” he tried, but didn’t really know what to say.
“It’s okay,” Ryo assured him. “I was just surprised.” He bent forward carefully to kiss the other lightly. “You’re actually quite a kind lover yourself. I didn’t expect that.”
“Neither did I,” Koichi told him.




They laughed slightly at that.
“You didn’t?” Ryo mused. “Well, isn’t it good that you could surprise yourself like that?” he grinned.
“It must be you,” Koichi told him, stroking Ryo’s side affectionately. “You bring this out in me somehow.”
“Oh?” Ryo asked, surprised. Then he smiled again. “Well, seems like I could teach you something, after all.”
“I’ll have more lessons if they’re always like this,” Koichi grinned at him.
“You shouldn’t make promises you won’t keep,” Ryo told him, but there was no grudge in his voice, no hint of accusations.




The younger man simply gave him a look to let him know he understood what this was and that it was okay, that they had agreed to it together, fully aware that they would never share this again. Koichi gave him a thankful smile, then shifted his gaze downward, suggesting he wanted movement. Ryo grinned at him again and then started to push in more fully, but only to the point where he could be sure to hit Koichi’s prostate if he angled right.
The older man smiled as he felt the other moving on top of him, trying to find the one spot that would give him pleasure. He kept shifting slightly, helping Ryo and then finally he could feel the pressure and moaned at the feeling.
“Oh yeah, right there,” he breathed.




Ryo caught right onto that, moving forward more demandingly, trying to keep his angle and their position, so he could massage Koichi’s spot well.
“Uhng,” Ryo sighed, as he sped up his efforts, feeling Koichi around him slick and hot and oh so good.
He wasn’t used to doing it without a condom and he had already forgotten that the item really did take away some of the sensation. While it felt incredibly intense, he could also feel that he was very quickly losing control.
“Koichi,” he panted out, “sorry, I don’t think I’ll last…”




The older man simply nodded in understanding, grabbing his length and stroking it fiercely. He could feel Ryo struggling on top of him, trying to give him just that much more and he smiled.
“It’s okay,” he panted out, as the friction on his cock showed effect as well. “Come.”
Ryo sighed, as if he were relieved and just the second later his hips began to jerk helplessly, his eyes screwing shut tightly as he could feel it coming. He snapped his hips harshly, needing just that touch more – more friction, more heat,…




“More,” he breathed out, feeling like he was going to burst and with just a few more little jerks he finally broke, spasming almost forcefully as his orgasm washed over him unexpectedly intense. Koichi could feel the other’s dick jerking inside of him, releasing and covering him. It was an unfamiliar feel, but it was okay. He sighed as he concentrated on his hand on his own dick, stroking almost forcefully. It hurt just a little bit, but at the tip of that there was what he wanted to badly. He could feel it and then that feeling grew more intense, making him buck slightly.




“Shit,” he cursed, using his second hand to stroke and squeeze his balls. “Ah…”
He was so close, the knot growing in the pit of his belly, tightening, making his body flush with heat. He smiled licking his lips. The second before he came he stilled completely, savouring the feeling completely and then he let it happen, hand moving quickly again and his body jerked slightly, hips bucking as he released with a groan, covering his hand and body with sticky substance. Once the intense tugs on his body ceased, he sighed, relaxing against the couch, catching his breath.




“Good,” he mumbled satedly.
“Mh,” Ryo agreed, bending down to kiss him.
Obliging happily, Koichi snaked his arms around Ryo’s neck, embracing him and bringing their bodies together again fully. Once they parted again, Ryo drew out of Koichi and made a face.
“Ano… you’ll probably have to clean that,” he said almost apologetically.
“Never mind that now,” Koichi waved him off.
Next he shifted into a sitting position and started to grab for his clothes. Ryo did the same, all the while watching him.




“Ano… wanna go for Ramen?” Ryo asked.
Koichi blinked at him for a moment, then smiled. “It’s fine,” he told the younger man. “You don’t have to.”
“It’s not like I feel obligated,” Ryo said with a shrug. “I just though, if you felt like it…”
Considering the younger for another moment, Koichi finally nodded.
“Well, fine, why not? I haven’t really eaten today, so it might be nice.”
“Cool,” Ryo answered.




“Ah,” the older man suddenly called out, fumbling around in his pants. “I’ll just have to call Tsuyoshi first. He’s been trying to reach me, but I’ve been busy.”
Ryo nodded, watching as the other grabbed his phone, pushed a few buttons and held the item to his ear. There was a longer silence, while they both waited. Then Koichi finally detached the phone from his ear again, sighing.
“Not answering now,” he said with a shrug. “He’s probably sleeping already.”
“Is it bad?” Ryo asked.
“Mah,” Koichi sighed, rubbing the back of his head. “He’ll probably be mad at me for not calling back sooner. But well, it’s fine.”




“Why would he be mad if you don’t call back immediately?” Ryo asked, buttoning his shirt up.
“Ah, he’s the attentive type, you know,” Koichi explained, buckling his belt up. “A bit motherly too – including all the bitching that comes with that.”
“And you don’t mind at all?” Ryo asked.
“Not really,” Koichi told him with a smile. “I love him the way he is – just as he loves me the way I am. Nobody’s perfect and he… will see past my imperfection, so I will gladly do the same for him.”




“You really love him, don’t you?” Ryo kept inquiring.
“Yup,” Koichi answered readily, putting his hair in to place again.
There was a longer pause before Ryo spoke up again.
“Then, why…?”
Koichi gave him a sympathetic smile. “Isn’t it bad? I totally don’t see him like that. I love him dearly, but the thought of having sex with him… it’s feels like… something between like it’ll make me laugh or throw up.”




Ryo gave him a confused look.
“I can’t put it any better way,” Koichi shrugged. Then he gave Ryo a grin. “Come now, I’m starving.”
And with that the two of them packed their stuff and finally left. What they didn’t know was that in a shadowy corner a pair of eyes was watching them closely as the door closed behind them. Once they were out of the line of view, Tackey moved out of the shadow. He was biting his lip – so hard it made his eyes tear up.

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Done. Phew. Well, this was different. For the first time Koichi was not "all over his victim". In that, hurray for Ryo. But then, it's not exactly a story with a happy end either. Plus, poor Tackey. Well, at least Tsuyoshi got lucky. ^^ Hope you liked it. Hope you're looking forward to the next chapter. ^^

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