Love Episodes - Episode 24: Love Actually

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Pairing: KinKi Kids
Rating: PG-13 (part1) / NC-17 (part 2)
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: some swearing, mentions of role playing, graphic sex-scenes in part 2
Multi-Chapter


Intro: So, after being faced with the problem of havign to appeal to Koichi again, Tsuyoshi consults all kinds of people asking for help. In the end, however, it's up to him to make the crucial move. And just when he messes up and things can't get any worse anymore...


Note: I'm so sorry for the immensely long wait. But it's long and it took forever to write. Hope you guys will enjoy it.





Tsuyoshi sighed, shaking his head. “I’m just not the type to… I’m just boring,” he concluded helplessly.
“Now, now,” Kudo-sensei, his therapist, tried to soothe. “You must have done something right. He’s stuck with you for how many years now?”
“Well, at some point spoiling alone won’t do,” Tsuyoshi explained. “Plus, as it is, I’m doing fine on my own and I don’t exactly need him as I did before. Maybe that’s irritating him.”
“It is possible,” Kudo-sensei gave him. “But he must have other things that attract him to you. From your relations he doesn’t even seem the `motherly´ kind, so I’m thinking that he did all the attending because it was needed, not because he wanted it.”




Tsuyoshi sighed again. “I don’t know. I’m hopeless. I don’t even know why he would love me.”
“Well, then find someone who does,” the doctor suggested.
“Eh?”
“Talk to people who are close to him,” Kudo-sensei explained. “He sure would talk to someone about you.”
“I guess so,” Tsuyoshi mused.
“Then start there.”
“Okay,” Tsuyoshi nodded. “Thank you.”



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“You’re reliable,” Nagase started to count, using his fingers as reference, “caring, consistent, loving,…”
“Those are the points I need to get rid of,” Tsuyoshi groaned. “I have to give him something that will make him feel curious about my person. Being consistent won’t help.”
The taller man shrugged. “Well, that’s all he keeps going on about. I really think he loves these things about you. Like, speaking for a long term relationship, he values these things that you offer. Maybe he’s just looking for a small adventure. You know, something that will intrigue him momentarily, something that he would relate about enthusiastically. You shouldn’t change in general, just give him a little… well, adventure seems an okay word. Something he doesn’t have everyday, that will thrill him.”




Tsuyoshi blinked.
Nagase blinked back. “What?”
“I’ve heard of `Savant Nagase´, but I never would have thought I’d actually meet him one day.”
Nagase made a face. “You guys keep talking like I’m stupid in general, having occasional slips.”
Tsuyoshi chuckled at that. “No, no, sorry. I don’t mean to say you’re stupid. It’s more like you’re oblivious to your own genius.”
“Huh?” the taller man blinked.
Tsuyoshi laughed at that. “What an interesting encounter,” he said in an amused voice.
“Always happy to amuse you,” Nagase growled.




“Now, now, Baby,” the smaller man said in a soothing tone.
“And stop calling me that,” Nagase bit at him. “Ever since that stupid DK episode you’ve been on about that.”
“All because I love you,” Tsuyoshi grinned.
“Thanks, but no thanks,” Nagase retorted.
“Aw,” Tsuyoshi mock-pouted. “And here I thought you’d help me out with a kiss to make Koichi jealous.”




Nagase considered Tsuyoshi for a moment, probably thinking whether he was joking. After some time he seemed to have decided that Tsuyoshi was not for real and waved him off.
“Stop making fun of me,” he demanded. “I’m trying to help you out here, you know.”
“That is true,” Tsuyoshi agreed, “and I’m very grateful. Actually, you just might have saved our relationship.”
“Eh- really?”




“Really,” the smaller man confirmed. “What you said makes perfect sense. I don’t know what it is about me, but I tend to see an immense crisis in every problem that comes up. I instantly start imagining all sorts of possible ways where it may go, instead of properly looking at what’s right in front of me – which is a lover, who wants to have some new intriguing tasks to deal with. That has nothing to do with a fundamental change. How can I be so blind? Well, I guess you and Koichi connect better, when it’s about philosophy. So, I’m really grateful. I think I can work something out.”
“Try role playing,” Nagase suggested.
Tsuyoshi made a face. “What, like I’m a nurse that has to attend to him?”




“If you want it more realistic, you could make a SHOCK rehearsal for a background dancer, or something.”
“That is so off,” the smaller man scoffed.
“He really likes the rpg stuff,” Nagase shrugged. “So I thought it might work nicely.”
“Well, I’m not dressing up and acting some weird role while having sex. It’s off,” Tsuyoshi decided. “But I can definitely work with this. So, thank you, really.”
“Not a problem,” Nagase smiled at him. “Actually, I hope you’ll do something soon. Koichi called me about this too. He’s very worried, you know.”
“He is?” Tsuyoshi asked warily.




The taller man nodded. “Yes, he’s afraid you’ll be thinking about this too much, torturing yourself.”
Tsuyoshi sighed, but yet a smile cam to his face. “He really knows me by heart.”
“Same goes for you,” Nagase told him. “That’s why I’m sure you’ll find a good way to work this out.”
“Thanks again,” Tsuyoshi said, feeling relieved. “And now I guess I’ll go. I should be working as it is, but I thought seeing you might be a good idea.”
“Glad I could help out,” Nagase smiled. “See you at Leader-san’s birthday party?”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” Tsuyoshi smiled back, waving Nagase good-bye.



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Koichi kept stirring his drink with his straw. He sighed. He checked his watch.




40 minutes.




He stirred. He sighed. He stirred. He checked. He stirred. He sighed.
“Forget about her.”
The voice startled Koichi and made him jump.
“Sorry,” the bar keeper said apologetically. “Didn’t mean to freak you.”
Koichi smiled vaguely. “Not a problem.” He started stirring again.
“Really,” the barkeeper continued. “Forget about her. She won’t show up. And no girl can be so hot that it would be worth degrading yourself like this. You’ve been sitting here for an hour.”
“I was ten minutes early,” Koichi argued weakly.




The barkeeper shot him a meaningful look.
“Ah, you don’t know…” he paused for a second. Then he went on. “You don’t know a thing. We’re not talking about hot here. Well, not just hot.”
“Oh,” the barkeeper dragged out, winking at him. “So, she’s good.”
Koichi chuckled. “Well, I won’t say no, but I’m not talking about that either. I… I don’t easily open up to people, you know. So, when I find someone who will match me, it’s a big thing for me. Plus, you don’t know this person. The character is totally pure. No way I’d get dumped like that. Most probably work cut in.”




“Oh, she’s working?”
Koichi simply nodded.
“How long have you guys been dating?”
Koichi eyed the barkeeper. “I don’t usually give private things away to people I don’t even know the name of.”
“Well,” the barkeeper shrugged, “this is part of my job, but if you wish to call me by name, it’s Kai.”
“Kai-kun,” Koichi nodded. “Okay.”




Kai chuckled. “For someone who doesn’t easily open up to people you talk quite freely.”
Koichi smiled slightly. “Well, I enjoy talking about things that I like.”
“Oh, you must love that woman a lot, then,” Kai laughed.
“I guess so,” Koichi agreed. “Plus,” he added, stirring in his drink again, “as you’ve pointed out I’ve been sitting here for a while. I think I’ve had three of these – that can loosen my tongue quite some.”




“I see,” Kai nodded. “Well, I’m happy to talk to you. Another one?”
Koichi shook his head slowly. “No. If I won’t get picked up when this one’s finished I’m off.”
“Okay,” Kai said sympathetically, “good luck, then.”
Koichi nodded at him, taking a sip from his glass. Kai went to attending some other guests and he sighed again.



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Tsuyoshi bit his lip nervously. Rehearsals had kept him much longer than he had expected. He should have at least called Koichi, but he had completely lost track of time. Once he realised that he was seriously late, he simply ran off. But looking at his lover sitting alone at the bar he feared approaching him. Hadn’t he given Koichi enough reason to be annoyed with him? And now this. He shook his head. Of course, with every minute passing things only got worse. For a second he thought about leaving and telling Koichi that he couldn’t make it. That work had kept him and that he came as soon as he could have managed, but that Koichi had already left once he arrived. But that would have made him a coward.




And then a thought hit him. It was completely stupid, ridiculous even. But somehow it stuck in his head and before he could think the idea to pieces or get second thoughts, he moved over to where Koichi was sitting, occupying the seat right next to him. Koichi didn’t even take notice of him, stirring his drink. Tsuyoshi took a deep breath, then turned to face Koichi.




“Got dumped?” he asked evenly.
Koichi jumped. Really, what was it with strangers talking to him out of the blue, giving his heart attacks? But as he turned to face his new offender he blinked in surprise.
“Tsuyoshi…” he breathed out, eyes wide.
“Is that the one who set you up?” Tsuyoshi asked, looking interested. “That’s a mean thing to do. Plus, with such a handsome face, I’d kill to date you.”
“Oh, really,” Koichi growled out. “Well, sorry, not interested.”




Tsuyoshi smirked inwardly. Koichi might not yet be playing along – but he was playing into his hands and he would definitely take advantage of that.
“How long have you been waiting?” Tsuyoshi asked. “Maybe you should teach him a lesson? I’m good, you know.”
“What makes you think I’d…” Koichi demanded, then halted, blinking. He wasn’t sure what Tsuyoshi was doing, but acting on impulse he changed his tactics. “What makes you think I’d be into guys?” he asked.
“Well, isn’t it a guy’s name?” Tsuyoshi mused. “Tsuyoshi.”
“So?” Koichi shrugged.
“Well, I just thought,” Tsuyoshi shrugged back.




“You shouldn’t presume too much,” Koichi told him. “Plus, aren’t you a bit aggressive?”
“Eh? Oh that,” Tsuyoshi laughed heartily. “My, aren’t you confident,” he grinned. “I was kidding. You looked like you could use some cheering up.”
“Cheering up, huh?” Koichi mused, taking a sip from his drink.
“Don’t think I’m an easy guy,” Tsuyoshi said earnestly.
“I thought you were a hooker,” Koichi stated plainly.
“Ouch,” the younger man said evenly, making a face.




“If you’re not a hooker, what do you do, then?” Koichi asked without much drive.
“I’m a musician,” Tsuyoshi answered.
The older man quirked a brow at that, but didn’t follow the information. “I mean,” he retorted, “what are you doing here in a bar all by yourself talking to strangers, if not to make money?”
“I’m looking for company, not money,” the younger man told him.
“Why my company?” Koichi asked.
“Well, you were sitting by yourself, looking miserable. And you’re good-looking, so I thought I’d give it a shot.”
“So, you’re hitting on me,” Koichi state-asked.
“I guess I am,” Tsuyoshi smiled.




A gleeful smile came to Koichi’s face and a gleam to his eyes that Tsuyoshi hadn’t seen in quite a while. Things were going well, he just had to keep on track. If he did this right, he just might get to have sex.
The euphoric expression on Koichi’s face was quickly suppressed again, but the gleam stayed in his eyes and warmed Tsuyoshi’s heart, encouraging him.
“What if I told you I’m really not into guys?”
“I’d say you’re a liar – and a bad one at that,” Tsuyoshi grinned.
“You really are aggressive,” Koichi muttered.




“I’ll show you aggressive,” Tsuyoshi stated, turned Koichi’s seat and quickly pecked him on the lips.
Koichi blinked at him. “Well, at least you make it understood what you want,” Koichi sighed, sounding a bit disappointed.
Tsuyoshi bit his lip.




Okay, that was not a very clever move. Shit, what do I do now? Okay, just stay in character. You’re a guy trying to get to know this guy. You’re interested in him. Like, really interested. You don’t just want to get into his pants. Then, why do this? Well, because it’s been forever, since…




A sudden thought hit Tsuyoshi. He licked his lips, turning slightly away from the other.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled out. “I… it’s been a while since I… met someone. You might be right, you know. I’m probably not very good at this kind of thing, because you’re the first person in a very long time who didn’t tell me to get lost after only five minutes. So… I guess I’m really nervous. Not just that you talked to me… you’re way out of my league too.”
Tsuyoshi bit his lip, hoping that he’d hit a nerve. For an endless minute nothing happened and they merely sat next to each other in complete silence.




“So, you’re a musician?” Koichi finally asked.
Tsuyoshi blinked. Then he smiled. “Yeah,” he nodded.
“What kind of musician?” the older man asked, taking a sip of his drink, emptying his glass.
“I…” Tsuyoshi began, but then had another idea. “Barkeeper,” he called out. “We’ll have another one,” he said, pointing at Koichi’s glass. “And a Gin tonic.”
The barkeeper eyed Tsuyoshi, then turned his attention to Koichi again.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to leave if you don’t get picked up after finishing this?” Kai asked, sounding sympathetic.




Koichi smiled inwardly. That was really a nice guy.
“Well, it seems I’m getting picked up,” Koichi explained with a playful smile. “So, just one more might be fine.”
Kai simply nodded with a smile and left to fix the drinks.
“I play the guitar,” Tsuyoshi picked up their conversation. “Piano too. And drums.”
“Wow, sounds amazing,” Koichi answered, sounding happy. “Do you sing?”
“Occasionally,” the younger man stated.
Koichi chuckled at that. “Sorry, no offense. I wonder what it sounds like when you sing.”
“Well, maybe you want to come and listen to me some time,” Tsuyoshi suggested.
“Maybe,” Koichi gave him.




“So, what do you do?”
The older man blinked, surprised. “Well,” he stuttered, “actually, I’m a musician too.”
“Really?”
“Well, maybe musician is saying a bit too much,” Koichi considered. “More like… Well, I’m mainly a musical artist, but I also compose a lot of the songs I perform.”
“So,” Tsuyoshi mused, “you sing, you dance, you compose, so you can play an instrument?”
“Guitar,” Koichi confirmed.
“Then I’d say you too are a musician,” the younger man said with a smile on his face.




Koichi smiled back, blushing a bit.
“Ah, I’m getting to you,” Tsuyoshi said, grinning.
Koichi sighed. “I guess I’m really craving attention. I’m pitiful.”
“You’re cute,” Tsuyoshi opposed.
“Careful, there,” Koichi warned him, but his voice was still playful. “I don’t like being called that.”
“Oh,” Tsuyoshi said, blinking. “Well, my apologies. I’m no good at flirting.”
“Neither am I,” Koichi told him.
Both men chuckled.




Kai interrupted shortly, putting their drink on the bar. “You guys okay?” he asked, but only looked at Koichi.
The older man nodded, smiling. “We’re fine, thanks.”
“’kay, then,” Kai waved his good-bye.
“He’s hitting on you,” Tsuyoshi stated flatly, taking a sip from his drink.
“I know,” Koichi answered flatly.
“So, don’t you want to put him straight on your interests?” the younger man asked.
“I see no reason to be impolite,” Koichi told him. “He’s just being nice and unlike other people anything but pushy.”




“I said I was sorry,” Tsuyoshi mumbled.
Koichi laughed lightly at that. “Nah, forget about it. I’m just kidding.”
“Really?” Tsuyoshi asked suspiciously. “You seemed quite bothered.”
“Not bothered anymore,” Koichi assured him. Then he moved quickly to peck Tsuyoshi’s lips. He wanted to laugh at the other’s expression, but kept an even face. “See?” he asked in a low voice that had Tsuyoshi shiver, then turned to take a sip from his own drink, using his tongue to capture a stray drop that ran down his glass.
Tsuyoshi took a while to collect his wits again. He took another sip from his glass. Then he faced Koichi again.
“You’re a liar,” he accused.




Koichi merely blinked at him.
“You said you sucked with flirting,” Tsuyoshi explained, “but you’re really…” He broke off. What he wanted to say was inappropriate again.
Koichi, however, encouraged him.
“Yes?”
“No, forget it,” Tsuyoshi waved him off. “You’ll just get mad at me.”




“Try me,” Koichi insisted. He was enjoying this little game immensely.
“It doesn’t have anything to do with what I said before. Just a thought that hit me.”
“So, let me hear your thought,” the older man urged.
“I just thought you’re really… hot.”
Koichi chuckled at the soft blush on the other’s face. It must have been quite something for him to say this, he realised. After all, Tsuyoshi had never confessed to anyone. Koichi had been the one to approach him. Two times, actually. So, Koichi wasn’t going to make this particularly hard on him.




“A lot of people tell me that,” he retorted. “Usually I pay no attention to that.”
“Usually?” the younger man asked warily.
“Yeah, you know, when people tell me that just to get a quick uncomplicated fuck.”
“And how do you think I’m different?” Tsuyoshi inquired.
“I don’t,” Koichi explained evenly. “Are you?”




Tsuyoshi bit his lip. He knew his next statement would decide whether this would continue, or not. It was a difficult matter, though. Usually, meeting someone like this and when they tell you that they don’t like hooking up loosely, you’d go another way. But it was different, because Koichi knew what he was about, or course, and the question was, was it a very good idea to lie in favour of their little game. He took a deep breath.
“I’m not someone to usually pick up random people for a fuck,” Tsuyoshi explained. “But… I’d be lying if I denied that I’m having such thoughts now.”




“Wow,” Koichi sighed out, drinking again. “I think your flirting isn’t so bad either. Just one question. You know I’m waiting for someone, right?”
The younger man nodded.
“And you’d still take me home with you?” Koichi asked. “Even though you know I’m in a relationship? Are you that kind of person?”
“No,” Tsuyoshi stated firmly. He sighed. “Are you in an established relationship?”
“Yes.”
“How long?”
“Does it matter?” Koichi asked, raising a brow.




“Not really,” the younger man admitted. “Just wondering.”
“What if I told you that I’ve been living with this guy for 13 years, that I’ve never even looked at another man and that I’m almost too happy with him?”
Tsuyoshi considered that answer, but decided to stay in character and leave the solution to this matter to Koichi. He was the one who’d brought it up, after all. So, he sighed.
“I’d better get going now,” he mumbled, getting up.
However, before he could get out of reach Koichi caught his sleeve, holding him back.
“I lied,” he stated simply.




“Eh?” Tsuyoshi blinked.
“I just wanted to see how you would react. Whether you’d back off if I told you that,” the older man explained. “You’re really a good guy.”
Tsuyoshi smiled, but it was a slightly sad smile. “So, that guy…”
“I wasn’t even waiting for anyone. Just wanted to get that barkeeper to back off a bit,” Koichi explained. “It seems that somehow people never stick with me. But I have this fantasy, you know. That I would meet someone, who would love me whole-heartedly and unconditionally, who would hold me and stick with me forever, no matter what. So, I keep telling this story that I’ve met this person who will never leave my side. Stupid, isn’t it?”




Tsuyoshi looked at him sympathetically. “Why? I think that’s a very nice thought.”
“Do you think something like that exists?”
“I don’t know,” Tsuyoshi admitted, shrugging. “Care to try?”
“What?” Koichi laughed out mirthfully. “Like a random encounter would result in eternal love?”
“You never know unless you try.”
“Said the guy who pointed out that he just wanted to have sex,” Koichi teased.
“I didn’t say that,” Tsuyoshi opposed. “I said I wanted sex,” he admitted, “because… well, that’s the truth. But I never said I wouldn’t want anything else.”




“So, I should give myself to you on a hunch?”
“Why not?” Tsuyoshi asked firmly.
“Because things like that don’t happen.”
“A lot,” Tsuyoshi added.
The older man laughed at that. “You’re really persistent.”
“I think that’s because you’ve already mesmerised me. Don’t you see? As it is, I already don’t ever want to let go of you again.”




“You’re the romantic type, huh?”
“Is that a problem?”
Not really,” Koichi mused. “What if I suck in bed?”
Tsuyoshi snorted and spat part of his drink over his clothes. Koichi laughed amusedly at that.
“Hey, that’s a good shirt,” Tsuyoshi grunted out.
“Sorry,” Koichi apologised, still chuckling.
“And you don’t suck,” Tsuyoshi stated.
“How do you know?”
“I just do.”
“Without trying?”




At that Tsuyoshi looked at the other again. There was a glint in Koichi’s eyes. A fire, burning and calling out for him.
He moved closer to Koichi, his hand lightly caressing his shoulder as he moved his lips to the other’s ear.
“Do you want to?” Tsuyoshi whispered.
“Hm,” Koichi hummed, caressing Tsuyoshi’s neck lightly and encouraging him to initiate body contact, which the younger man happily did, nuzzling the other’s ear. “I don’t usually follow a stranger into his bed on a first encounter,” he whispered back.
“Neither do I,” Tsuyoshi retorted, starting to nip at Koichi’s neck.
“Do you think this is fate, then?”
“Must be.”




Koichi drew back a little to look at the other. He softly pecked his lips again.
“Be good to me,” he pleaded and Tsuyoshi melted at the request.
“Always,” he promised.
Koichi blushed and chuckled at that.
“What?” Tsuyoshi asked. “Too much again?”
“A bit,” Koichi admitted. “But you’re very convincing. So, will you officially pick me up now?”




Tsuyoshi shook his head.
The older man blinked.
“A guy like you isn’t supposed to simply get picked up like that. You deserve better.”
“So, what now?” Koichi asked, melting at the statement.
“Hm,” Tsuyoshi mused. Then he looked up happily. “How about this,” he asked, “let’s make a song together.”
“What?” Koichi blinked.
“Let’s make a song together,” Tsuyoshi repeated. “You said you compose. I write lyrics, so… that should work out alright.”




Koichi laughed nervously. “How does that involve sex?”
“Well,” the younger man mused, “we need to have something to write about, right?”
Koichi laughed at that. “So, we have sex and then we write a song on that.”
“It would be a beautiful song, I know that. I’ll capture everything about you when you’re…” He trailed off, a flush heating his face.
“Hm, I like the idea,” Koichi agreed. “So, let’s go and compose,” he suggested, dragging Tsuyoshi off.
The younger man laughed as they made their leave.




“Oi,” Kai called out from the bar. “What about your drinks?”
“Oh, right,” Koichi muttered, the unpaid drinks completely forgotten.
He quickly grabbed some money out of his wallet, placing it on the bar without even counting it and grabbing Tsuyoshi again.
The younger man chuckled. “You seem to be a passionate artist,” he said suggestively.
“That’s for you to find out,” Koichi grinned back.
“My place is not that far off, so if you care…”
Koichi just smiled, grasping the other’s hand lightly, dragging him slightly before letting go again.



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As soon as the door was closed behind them, Tsuyoshi grabbed Koichi and kissed him ardently. The older man immediately answered the call, kissing back, roaming his hands over the other’s body. They had kept exchanging teasing touches all along the way, anticipating their arrival. They rarely ever used this apartment. Tsuyoshi used to live there for a while before they decided to move in together. After that, the apartment was hardly ever occupied. The only purpose of keeping it was to give an impression of both of them living single. Koichi too had kept his old apartment and they visited that one from time to time, because it was near their working place.




As it was, the landlady of Tsuyoshi’s apartment was very sweet and kept the place tidy and clean. Koichi was just happy that Tsuyoshi had bought a western bed into it, because he wouldn’t have had the patience for setting up a futon. They got rid of their shoes and stumbled into the living area. Hands were tearing at clothing and caressing skin. Koichi sighed. It was only in that moment that he realised how much he had missed this kind of closeness, the tension that made the air around them crackle.




“Oh god, I want you,” he moaned out.
“Happy to hear that,” Tsuyoshi groaned out, ripping Koichi’s shirt off his shoulders and immediately attaching lips to exposed skin.
Stray pieces of clothing led the way to the bedroom. As they stumbled into the room Tsuyoshi reached for Koichi’s belt, pulling at it impatiently.
“Nh, socks,” Koichi mumbled out weakly.
“Forget them, I’ll fuck you with them on,” Tsuyoshi retorted, reaching into Koichi’s pants for emphasis.
Koichi chuckled a bit. “No, please…”
With a sigh Tsuyoshi let go of him. “If you must,” he stated, pulling the small items off his feet.




He waited patiently until Koichi was done as well. The older man had already found a seat on the bed and was waiting for him. The sight was more than just inviting. Koichi looked like manifested sin. Messy hair, flushed skin, swollen lips, a heaving rib-cage, unzipped pants and a hand reaching out to pull him right into heaven. And he was falling. Or was he flying? He couldn’t tell and it didn’t matter.
“God, you’re hot,” he breathed out as he took the other’s hand and let himself be drawn right in between his lover’s legs.
Koichi grinned at him. “I want you to do it so that I’ll scream. Scream your name and never let you go again.”




Tsuyoshi moaned upon hearing his partner’s lust-filled voice and without a moment’s hesitation made to show him how bad he wanted to live up to the request. He rutted madly against Koichi in a way that was more heavy with need than actually pleasurable, but the message was very clear. Koichi encouraged him, moving against him as best he could, his hands smoothing up and down Tsuyoshi’s back.
“Okay, let’s get to it,” Koichi finally said impatiently, throwing the other off.
He got up and quickly discarded his pants before kneeling on the ground and grabbing Tsuyoshi’s as well, tugging them down roughly, taking the boxers right with them.




“Gosh, you’re hard,” the older man said in amazement.
“Been too long,” Tsuyoshi rasped out, blushing a bit.
“Don’t tell me you don’t do it in the shower,” Koichi teased.
“Hardly compares,” Tsuyoshi retorted as he sat up properly.
“Well, in that case,” the older man mused, “if I want a decent ride I had better do something about this, huh?”
With that he grabbed Tsuyoshi’s dick, rubbing it in long strokes before he put his mouth around the head, licking it, then sucking lightly.




“Uh, Koichi,” Tsuyoshi choked out, bucking involuntarily.
Getting the message Koichi took more into his mouth, sucking with more drive, bobbing his head. He could heat his lover gasp out incoherently.
“Oh god, oh god, yeah…”
Tsuyoshi fell back against the bed, hands in his hair, bucking again.
“Sorry,” he rasped out, “it feels so good.”




Koichi smirked inwardly. This was going to be over very fast. He picked his sucking up a bit more and grabbed Tsuyoshi’s balls, squeezing them. The reaction was immediate. He felt the other shudder against him, a low moan escaping his throat and the next moment he already felt sticky juice jetting into his mouth. Since it was too late anyway he decided to drink it. Drawing back he swallowed, making a face, but making sure to give his lover some post-orgasmic strokes.
“Oh god, Koichi,” Tsuyoshi panted out, head lolling on the bed, his hand reaching out to stroke Koichi’s arm gratefully.




“Had fun?” Koichi grinned amusedly.
“You didn’t have to,” the younger man mumbled out, sounding blissful.
“Mah, it’s not all that bad,” Koichi lied. In fact he hated swallowing, but… “so why spoil it for you?”
Tsuyoshi smiled as he pulled himself into an upright position again. His hand found Koichi’s neck, curled around it and pulled the older man closer. Koichi followed obediently and let himself be pulled into a slow kiss. He smiled at his partner as they parted.




“I just hope you don’t forget that I’m still in need,” he pointed out.
“Certainly not,” Tsuyoshi retorted. “But it’s really been a while. It’s actually embarrassing, but my head’s still swimming.”
“Take your time,” Koichi told him. “I’ll cover the basics in the meantime. Are there rubbers in your bathroom?”
Tsuyoshi simply nodded weakly.
“Okay,” Koichi nodded as he got up. “You recover, I’ll set everything up in the meantime.”




He was happy to find that the landlady respected Tsuyoshi’s privacy and didn’t open any cupboards, or the like and had left them with all their contents exactly the way Tsuyoshi most probably had last used them. A package with condoms was in there, along with a still sealed bottle of lube. Opening it unceremoniously he got right to stretching himself. It took longer and hurt more than he had expected. But then, it had indeed been a while since they had done this and a shower job didn’t usually involve this kind of thing. After a while, he had loosened into a comfortable state and thus grabbed a condom and went back to the bedroom. He found Tsuyoshi on it, stroking himself.




Koichi considered him for a moment. “Need another go?”
“Just waiting for you,” Tsuyoshi answered pleasurably.
“Ano, that’s something I didn’t exactly…” the older man mumbled, looking a bit embarrassed at the sight of his still only semi-hard erection.
Tsuyoshi sat up, though, and shook his head, reaching out for him.
“Come here,” he said invitingly and Koichi followed the request.




As Koichi sat down on the bed comfortably, Tsuyoshi pulled him close and had him lie down beside him so they could face each other. Then he took the other’s dick with deft fingers, playing over the sensitive skin. Koichi sighed at the feel, instinctively mimicking the action, playing with Tsuyoshi’s dick as well. Soon he felt himself getting harder and Tsuyoshi grabbed him firmly, pulling in slow but strong strokes. They looked at each other, both drinking in the picture of an aroused lover, eyes filled with lust, mouth open, lips licking slightly bruised lips.




They pulled closer and their foreheads touched. Laboured breathing could be heard as they leaned in for a passionate kiss. Koichi couldn’t remember when they had last done something like this. It felt good, warm, incredibly intimate. He moaned into the kiss. Then something changed and Koichi gasped. Their kiss broke and his head fell against Tsuyoshi’s shoulder. Tsuyoshi had shifted their hips together and grabbed his cock. He was now stroking them both with his hand and Koichi could feel sweat-slickened fingers and a hard dick rubbing against him. The feel made him buck desperately as he held onto his lover for support.




“Tsuyoshi,” he panted out. “Tsuyoshi, please, I want you.”
“Now?” the other asked in a husky voice.
“Yes, now,” Koichi whined. “I want you so bad. Please… make love to me.”




Tsuyoshi blinked at him. They didn’t usually use those words. But then, this was a rare thing altogether. The words had some strange effect on him. Warmth spread through his body, making him feel fuzzy. He nodded at Koichi, carefully leading his lover to lie down on his back, spreading him out on the bed. Koichi willingly let himself be placed in position, looking wantonly at his lover. Tsuyoshi quickly found the condom and lube Koichi had carelessly thrown onto the bed. The small item was attached quickly and Tsuyoshi almost couldn’t apply the lube properly before Koichi pulled him close and between his legs again, this time with no restraints between them. The were looking at each other again, as the younger man took his dick in hand and carefully pushed in, trying very hard not to hurt his lover. It had been a while, though, so Koichi winced. Tsuyoshi stopped.




“Maybe you should turn around,” he suggested.
“No,” Koichi opposed. “I want to touch you.”
Tsuyoshi smiled at him. “Just for a start,” he offered. “You have to get used to it again.”
The older man sighed, but nodded. They detached and Koichi placed himself on all fours on the bed. As soon as he had shifted into a good position Tsuyoshi crawled up behind him, trying to push in once more. Koichi made a short choked sound, but then quickly sighed in relief.




“Okay?” the younger man asked.
“Unh,” Koichi made in confirmation.
Tsuyoshi worked his way in slowly and once he had a good amount in leaned over Koichi’s body, stroking it with his own.
“As soon as you’re ready, I’ll hold you in my arms, okay?”
“Okay,” Koichi breathed back, turning and trying to capture Tsuyoshi’s lips in a kiss, but the angle was really off, so they gave up on it soon.




Slowly, carefully, Tsuyoshi started to move against his lover. He rocked them, stroking Koichi’s shoulder blades lovingly. The older man sighed at the feeling.
Tsuyoshi moaned at the feeling of finally being inside his lover again.
“Good, good,” he mumbled out.
Koichi smiled. He rested his elbows on the bed, raising his hips higher, which gave Tsuyoshi a better angle. Probing and shifting experimentally the younger man soon found Koichi’s prostate and made him moan out in pleasure. It still felt very tight, but he paid no attention to it, pushing back against his lover.




“If you keep doing that you’ll hurt tomorrow,” Tsuyoshi tried to argue, but Koichi only kept urging him to keep going, to give him more...
“…more, more! Oh yeah, that’s it. So good.”
Koichi’s unusual verbal outburst had Tsuyoshi moan.
“Please,” Koichi dragged out. “I want to touch you. Look at you. Please.”
“Okay,” Tsuyoshi rasped out, pulling out and letting Koichi turn to face him again.
They smiled at each other. Tsuyoshi settled on top of the other again and Koichi stroked some loose sweaty hair strands out of his lover’s face. A short kiss followed, then Tsuyoshi positioned himself again.




“You sure?” he asked once more.
Koichi merely nodded, urging him on by shifting his hips impatiently.
“Okay, okay,” the younger man chuckled.
He pushed in and sure enough it went more smoothly this time. Koichi didn’t tense up either. He gasped for a second, but recovered immediately, grabbing Tsuyoshi by his shoulders and pulling him close.
“So good,” Koichi whispered into the other’s ear, “feeling you.”




Tsuyoshi smiled and pulled back a little in order to pick up his pace. He started out slowly, but Koichi would have none of it. His body sang happily with the pleasure of having his lover inside of him, hitting his prostate surely. Somewhere in the back of his head it registered that he might get an evil payback from his body for treating it like this, but he simply didn’t listen. Tsuyoshi’s arms holding him were warm, his breath against his skin prickled pleasurably, the smell of their love making surrounded him and he was lost to the sensations.




“Faster,” he gasped out, moving more urgently against Tsuyoshi.
“Oh god, Koichi.”
“Yeah.”
“Ah, you feel good,” Tsuyoshi moaned, eyes closed.
“Mh,” Koichi nodded in agreement.
“I missed doing this,” the younger man suddenly admitted.
Koichi looked at him and smiled. “I’ll never sex-starve you again, I promise.”
“Thanks,” Tsuyoshi smiled back, softly pecking his lips. “Can I come?”
“Of course,” the older man assured him, leaning back and pushing his hips up a bit more.




Tsuyoshi gasped at the unexpected move and new angle. He followed his lover, covering his body completely, holding him close as he moved desperately against him.
“Kochi,” he breathed out once more.
“I’m here,” Koichi assured him, stroking the back of his neck. “I’m here, I… oh yeah…. yeah, there...”
“Oh god.”
“Oh, there, please,” Koichi whined. “Please, Tsuyoshi, more! Harder! Yeah!”
A short chocked scream escaped him when Tsuyoshi met his request, thrusting forcefully.
“Fuck, yeah!” Koichi burst out, grabbing his dick and stroking it hard.




A few stroked did the trick and he moaned loudly, shuddering in sweet release. He could feel Tsuyoshi still in him and moaned.
“No, move!” he demanded and moaned when he felt his lover pound into him again.
Koichi rode out his orgasm, sighing once the most demanding waves of pleasure left him.
“Now come,” he whispered out, still moving against the other.
Tsuyoshi moaned at the feel and the words. He thrust against his lover forcefully, shifting one of his legs up and out of the way.
“Oh yeah, that’s it,” he moaned out. “Almost…”




And then he felt it, the urge to thrust until he could melt into his lover, that tingling tightness spreading from his belly, making his body squirm, making it feel flush, hot and it felt so good he wanted more, more, needed more, or he’d explode… and then he did, his dick erupting suddenly as his body shook and spasmed in release. A long loud moan escaped him as he held onto Koichi, spurting out again and again, slow but sharp bucks driving him back into his lover repeatedly. Once he stilled, he sighed in satisfaction. Koichi sighed too and started to stroke his hair softly. Tsuyoshi immediately shifted closer to him, if that was still possible and held Koichi tightly. The older man hugged him back fiercely, holding on tightly.




“Tsuyoshi,” he murmured against his lover’s shoulder. Tsuyoshi’s presence filled him and made him feel warm and safe and loved and so many other things. His entire mind flooded with this man, who was holding him so securely.
“Tsuyoshi,” he kept repeating, rubbing his forehead affectionately against the other’s shoulder. “Tsuyoshi, Tsuyoshi, Tsuyoshi, Tsuyoshi…”




Tsuyoshi smiled affectionately as he pulled back slightly to look at him.
“I love you,” he breathed out softly.
Koichi’s eyes shone with glee. He opened his lips and brought them up so they lay on Tsuyoshi’s.
“I love you too,” he whispered, before sealing his lover’s lips with his own.
Tsuyoshi complied very happily, engaging in a long, slow kiss.



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Tsuyoshi sighed. “I told you that this would happen,” he said, but he sounded sympathetic looking affectionately at his lover.
“Shut it,” Koichi groaned out. “I know that, oaky? I know. Fuck!” he burst out as he tried to shift, his face contorted in pain.
“There is no way you can rehearse today,” Tsuyoshi analysed.
Koichi groaned again. “No, I can’t cancel.”
“You can’t walk,” Tsuyoshi said pointedly.




The older man sighed. “Right.” He grabbed his phone from the night stand.
Tsuyoshi sighed too, as he got up. “I’ll set up some tea. That’s one of the rare things left in here.”
Koichi nodded vaguely, already waiting on the phone. “Ah, Yo-kun, listen, I…” he sighed again. “I’m sorry, I have to cancel today’s rehearsal”
The next moment Koichi jumped in surprise, then cursed and hissed in pain.




“Okay, easy now,” he muttered into the phone. “It’s no such thing. No, I… it’s nothing serious, I’m just… No, listen to me. I’m just stuck here. My car broke down, so… what? ... But that’ll take forever… Taxi?” Koichi grabbed his hair in desperation, cursing under his breath. “Well, I… I really want to know what’s wrong with the car and… yeah, I know the choreography isn’t finished yet, but it’ll be okay and we… Eh? Oi, I’m no not putting my car first. … What – afternoon? Isn’t the room occupied? … Oh, they had to stand in at a show, I see… well…”




Suddenly Koichi felt the phone taken from his fingers. He blinked at Tsuyoshi.
“Yonehana-kun,” Tsuyoshi spoke into the phone firmly. “I’m very sorry, but Koichi overdid it with the sex a bit last night and now he’s sore and swollen. He can’t come. … I know, I told him. … Well, we got a bit carried away. … Yes, I’m sorry. … You too, bye.”
With that Tsuyoshi hung up, handing the phone back to his lover.
Koichi shot him a dirty look. “Why did you do that?”
“Well, could you come up with a good excuse?” Tsuyoshi asked pointedly.
“Ano… not really,” Koichi admitted.




“No wonder,” the younger man nodded. “You’ll go to rehearsal even with a high fever, so when you cancel, naturally everybody will know it’s something serious.”
“It’s not really serious,” Koichi mumbled.
“Then you should tell them that, otherwise they’re gonna be worried,” Tsuyoshi scolded him. “It’s your own fault, after all.”
Koichi sighed. “Yes, yes. Whatever.”
“Tea,” Tsuyoshi suddenly changed the subject, holding a cup up for Koichi.
“Thanks,” the older man said silently, grabbing the item.




“We should at least get home soon. Our dogs won’t be very happy with us as it is.”
“That is true,” Koichi nodded.
“Think you can get dressed by yourself?” Tsuyoshi asked, trying to suppress a grin, but not succeeding entirely.
“Depends,” Koichi retorted. “Can you carry me to the car?”
Tsuyoshi laughed at that. “That should be possible.”
Koichi smiled happily at the prospect and made to quickly finish his tea in order to get dressed.




“Don’t overdo it,” Tsuyoshi warned him.
“I’ll be careful,” the older man promised. Then he blinked at Tsuyoshi as he realised that he had Koichi’s clothes on. “What…?”
“Oh,” Tsuyoshi shrugged, “well, I thought my stuff would feel more comfortable. Your pants tend to be tight and everything, so I thought you would appreciate this.”
Koichi nodded vaguely, staring at his lover. Tsuyoshi rarely ever dressed in such a way. Plain, but neat. Tight jeans, a leather belt that matched the colours of his shoes, a cut-in button down shirt with the last two buttons left open.




“What?” Tsuyoshi asked, pulling at the shirt nervously. “Do I look off?”
Koichi just shook his head. “You… it looks real good on you.”
“It does?” Tsuyoshi asked, turning and trying to capture a picture of himself.
“It does,” Koichi confirmed, eyes still glued to the other.
“Well, if you think so,” Tsuyoshi mused, “maybe I’ll get some of that stuff for myself. Actually, it’s nice to change your style once in a while.”




Koichi stared. “Eh? You want to wear something like this?”
“Yeah, you just said it’s good. Now, what?”
“Oh, it is good,” Koichi confirmed immediately. “It’s definitely good. Really good.”
He smirked at his lover.
“What again?” the younger man asked.
“Next time you’ll be the one unable to walk the following morning,” Koichi teased.




“Sounds promising,” Tsuyoshi smirked back. “But before you do that,” he added with a grin, “try to pull these up, so I can get you home,” he teased back, throwing his own pants at Koichi.
His angle was slightly off, though, so he accidentally hit Koichi’s head, covering it partly with the pants’ legs.
Koichi pouted shouting, “Oi!”, while Tsuyoshi couldn’t suppress a laugh.


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YAYS! All done. I'm very happy. "Savant" Nagase has made another appearance. ^_^ And I had such a good time writing the flirting dialogue. It's the longest part of the story, longer than the sex-scene. o_O But I really enjoyed writing it. Hope you guys liked. Next I'll work on two request fics. I'll try to post as soon as I can. *hugs all*