Love Episodes - Episode D: That Thing About the Sex

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Pairing: KinKi Kids
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: Don't own KinKi Kids, or anything JE-related
Warnings: swearing, sex talk, mentions of jerking off
Multi-Chapter


Intro: Set a bit earlier in the story line. Probably 2000, or something. It's all about sex. Is it? What if your sex life isn't satisfactory, or what you want it to be? Can sex kill a relationship? Or is there a way out?


Note: A little something that hit me out of the blue and was written so smoothly, I decided to upload directly.

A sigh.

Hot breath.

Thick air.

The sound of flesh slapping together.

A name.

“Koichi…”

Warm.

Wet.

Tight.

A moan.

“Oh god, right there…”

Faster.

Want.

Need.

 

Koichi feels a hand threading through his hair. He smiles vaguely and tries to concentrate on what he was doing again, but a voice disturbs him.

“Koichi,” he hears his lover whisper.

It wasn’t the kind of sigh that he would give as a sign of approval or to voice his pleasure. Tsuyoshi was asking for his attention, which was as difficult as it was bothersome at the time, but he couldn’t exactly deny his loving partner such a simple request. So, Koichi opened his eyes to meet glazed ones filled with lust.

 

“Hm?” Koichi asked nonverbally, never stilling his movements inside the other completely.

“Kiss,” Tsuyoshi asked breathlessly, trying to move his head up to meet Koichi’s lips.

The older boy smiled sympathetically, bending down to give his lover what he wanted.

“Again,” Tsuyoshi demanded playfully as the other retreated slowly.

 

Oh goodness.

 

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Sweat.

Skin.

Flesh rubbing against his.

He moaned.

“God, Tsuyoshi, yeah…”

Heat.

Pressure.

Friction.

“Oh yes, please…”

More.

More.

 

Koichi’s body convulsed involuntarily when he felt a rough tongue teasing his throat and neck. He knitted his brows together. There was a body on him. Hands sliding up and down his sides. A kiss was placed on his lips and he knew that he was expected to respond, so he nibbled at the teasing lips, moving his tongue out playfully to answer the call.

“Tsuyoshi,” he tried once his mouth was unoccupied.

“Yeah,” Tsuyoshi answered, moving a bit faster again.

 

There were kisses on his shoulder now. Then Tsuyoshi moved up a bit to stroke Koichi’s sweaty hair. The movement broke his rhythm, though, and Koichi sighed at the loss of friction. As the younger boy continued his movements, he kissed Koichi’s face lovingly. Finally Tsuyoshi moved to his ear.

“Come, baby.”

 

I’m really trying…

 

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Koichi blinked when he felt his lover’s lips against his neck. They were sitting on his couch, watching some random drama. Even so, he raised his hand to stroke the other’s soft hair affectionately. Tsuyoshi made a soft sound of approval as he slid half on top of Koichi, sliding his arms around his waist. That was definitely too close for Koichi, so he fought his demanding lover off.

“Not now,” he stated simply.

Tsuyoshi blinked at him. “Eh? Why not?”

 

“I just finished a whole pizza,” Koichi explained. “I’m too full. I think if we do anything now I’m gonna be sick.”

Tsuyoshi made a face as though Koichi had just offended him severely.

“Oh, come on, don’t make a face like that,” Koichi moaned. “You know I don’t mean you. But I’m really full. And right now I just don’t wanna.”

Tsuyoshi kept sitting on the couch, facing his lover with his best pout. Koichi completely ignored him, though, which coaxed a frustrated sigh from the younger boy.

 

“Come on, now,” he tried again. “We haven’t in forever. And next week is gonna be so busy.”

“So now you expect me to just lie down and open up so you can have a go and relieve some of your stress?” Koichi asked, starting to get annoyed.

Tsuyoshi sighed. “No, I… Sorry,” he mumbled. “That came out wrong.” He eyed Koichi warily. “I just… want you,” he tried, carefully touching the other’s knee.

Koichi let him, but gulped. He had a feeling Tsuyoshi might ask…

“Do you not want me?”

 

…exactly that. >_< Shit.

 

“Tsuyoshi,” Koichi sighed out, facing his partner.

“Oh, no, no, wait,” Tsuyoshi interrupted him. “That’s definitely not a good beginning.” He smiled at Koichi. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… pressed it so much. If you don’t want to, then we don’t.”

Koichi smiled at him gratefully. “Thanks,” he said, pecking his lover’s lips lightly.

Tsuyoshi blinked. “So… kissing is fine?”

The older boy pulled him close to engage in some more serious kissing. “Some should be fine…”

 

It was about twenty minutes later that their little nips and laps ceased again and they settled down next to each other, Tsuyoshi resting his head on Koichi’s shoulder. It felt warm and comfortable and Koichi sighed in delight. After some time Tsuyoshi shifted a bit.

“Ano…”

“Hm?” Koichi made absentmindedly.

“I know it might be a bit… out of bounds since it’s your apartment, but…”

“What is it?” Koichi asked, straightening himself to look at the other and find a deep blush in his face.

 

“Well, it’s…” Tsuyoshi mumbled, shifting again. “Can I… maybe use your bathroom?” He asked, an apologetic look on his face.

He shifted yet again and as Koichi looked down he could see the reason for the other’s unease. It was very noticeable through rather tight jeans.

“Sorry,” Tsuyoshi apologized again.

 

Koichi felt a bit torn. Somehow it felt utterly wrong to simply send Tsuyoshi off, denying him what he so obviously wanted. He could at least pull him, it would certainly not hurt. On the other hand they had agreed that they would not press sex issues on each other, so he had no such obligations. And somehow, as off as it might be to any outsider, he thought that this was about the cutest experience he ever had with his lover.

Koichi chuckled lightly, an amused smile on his face. “Feel free. If it’s okay for you.”

“Is it okay for you?” Tsuyoshi asked, still wary.

 

“Well,” Koichi mused, “if I’m denying you my hole, the least that I can do is offer you something at least remotely appropriate, ne?”

“I never wanted,” Tsuyoshi tried to protest, but Koichi cut into him.

“Don’t worry about it,” the older boy waved him off. “It’s fine. Please, go.”

With another sceptical look Tsuyoshi got up. Koichi nodded at him encouragingly.

“There’s lube in the little cupboard, if you care,” he informed the other.

 

“Okay, thanks,” Tsuyoshi nodded at him, then turned around. “It is kinda strange, though,” he informed the other as he left the living room.

“It’s fine,” Koichi assured him. “If I hear anything, I’ll just pretend you’re taking a dump,” he teased his lover.

“You’re impossible, really,” Tsuyoshi bit at him, shooting a glare that made Koichi chuckle again.

“Go, already.”

 

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Koichi had battled with himself for quite a while, but then decided that he had to confront his partner about his problems before they would have yet more problems. As it was Tsuyoshi already hot him a rather sour look as he came into the younger boy’s living room after finishing the dishes. He sighed.

“Tsuyoshi,” he started, his heart doing back flips, “can we talk?”

The other sighed. “Okay, here it comes.”

Koichi blinked.

 

“What?” Tsuyoshi sneered at him. “You think I haven’t noticed something is off? You’ve been denying me for more than two weeks. Lately it seems you’re even avoiding me.”

“It’s not like that,” Koichi opposed weakly in a small voice, because he knew it was actually true and felt ashamed of both the fact itself and the fact the Tsuyoshi had so easily looked through him.

“Well, whatever,” Tsuyoshi shrugged. “I’ll hear you out. But please, tell me this one thing, because I could not bear having it dragged out by your fumbling for words. Are you breaking up with me?”

 

Koichi blinked at his lover for a while, doing and saying nothing. Then he frantically shook his head.

“I’d never break up with you,” he stated firmly, rushing to sit by his lover on the couch, rubbing his arm reassuringly. “Actually, I wonder…” The older boy licked his lips nervously and averting his eyes.

“What?”

“I didn’t say anything because I was afraid you might break up with me if I tell you this,” Koichi explained.

 

Apparently that was unexpected, as Tsuyoshi’s eyes shot open in surprise.

“Okay,” the younger boy mumbled out warily, “what is it?”

“Well, it’s…” Koichi sighed. “No, wait. First off: I absolutely mean no offense. And I never lied to you. Not once. Okay?”

Tsuyoshi’s confusion grew bigger by the second. “Okay,” he nodded at the other.

“And I really, truly love you,” Koichi continued in a very determined voice. “Please remember that.”

 

Another nod from the other.

“It’s important to me that you understand that I absolutely don’t want to hurt you,” the older boy kept explaining. “But as it is… I don’t know what else to do, so I just have to tell you. So, please listen.”

Tsuyoshi just kept looking at him expectantly, if visibly more uncomfortable.

 

“Okay,” Koichi sighed. “Here it comes, then.” He looked firmly at his lover. “Tsuyoshi, I really love you,”

“You already said that.”

“I know, but I really want to stress that point.”

“I’ve really got it.”

“Okay. Then… I enjoy… being with you. Just…”

 

Tsuyoshi waited patiently for the other to continue, but when Koichi made no amends to continue he tried to urge him carefully.

“Just?”

“Just…” Koichi bit his lip nervously. “I… when we…”

“Yes?”

“When we… well, fuck, I feel kind of… edgy.”

“That’s the point, isn’t it,” Tsuyoshi asked, confused.

 

“Not that kind of edgy,” Koichi explained. “It’s just… Look, I’m sorry, I know you really just want to attend to me well. But I want to be very honest about this, because ultimately you really want me to enjoy it, right?”

“Of course,” Tsuyoshi told him, starting to sound worried. “Did I hurt you?”

Koichi laughed lightly at that, shaking his head. “No such thing,” he assured the other. “Rather on the contrary.”

 

“Eh?”

“Well, you always keep… kissing me. Touching me. Stroking my hair, or what not.”

“And?”

“And I… I just don’t want that,” Koichi said in an apologetic voice. “I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I know you want to give me all that attention, but I just don’t… want it…”

“You don’t want me to… what – touch you? Kiss you?” Tsuyoshi asked, confused. “I don’t get it.”

 

Again Koichi shook his head. “I love it when you kiss me to set the mood, how you stroke me to make me hot, how you hold me after I’ve come.”

“But then…?” Tsuyoshi screwed his eyes closed, shaking his head in confusion.

“It’s really all about… well, the fucking. I can’t put it any other way, sorry. I mean, when you’re in and… you know, fucking me…”

“Yes?” Tsuyoshi pressed out through tight lips.

“I can’t help it, it just feels distracting when you keep kissing and touching me then.”

The younger boy opened his eyes again to look at the other.

 

Koichi smiled sadly. “I love when you do it to me,” he told his lover. “I love it so much, I really want to concentrate on the feel. How you feel in me, moving against me, hitting my spot, not hitting my spot, how you drive yourself towards the edge and push me there with you. It’s so intoxicating I could get high from it.”

“And then I do what?” Tsuyoshi asked warily, his ego not feeling so blown anymore after his lover’s descriptions.

 

“Well, you… keep distracting me,” Koichi explains. “I’m expecting you wouldn’t understand, because you really seek these little things. But for me, really… it feels like I have to meet expectations. Like, if you want it, I have to want it too. But really, just the feeling of you moving in me is so good, I want to take it in fully without having to concentrate on anything else.”

 

“So, what you want is for me to not touch you while I fuck you?”

“Not so drastically, maybe,” Koichi chuckled nervously. “A little bit is fine. Or you can just stop for a bit and kiss me while inside, that might be nice.”

“You would like that?” Tsuyoshi asked.

“Yeah, I think so,” Koichi nodded.

“Okay,” the younger boy nodded. “Well, that’s something to take in.”

“I’m really sorry.”

 

“No,” Tsuyoshi burst out immediately. “No, I’m glad you finally said what’s wrong. If it’s bothering you, I absolutely want to know. It’s bothering me now that I caused you such distress.”

“But you didn’t know,” Koichi insisted. “It’s really my fault for staying quiet for so long.”

“Well, I guess we’ve learned something from this?”

“I’d absolutely say that, yes,” Koichi smiled. “So, is it okay?”

“Sure,” Tsuyoshi nodded. “But there’s still one issue left.”

He looked at his blinking lover.

 

“What?” Koichi asked innocently.

“When you fuck me,” Tsuyoshi continued and his stomach twisted unpleasantly at the look on his lover’s face. “Do you feel the same? Is it bothersome when I keep asking you to touch me? I’ve noticed you don’t really do it of your own accord…”

“Well,” Koichi said, licking his lips. “It’s not like I absolutely have to do that,” he admitted in a small voice. “But if you like it, I’ll happily do it for you, really. It’s not such a big thing, after all. Just a few strokes and kisses. If that makes you happy, I’ll gladly do it.”

“Even though you don’t enjoy it,” Tsuyoshi analysed.

 

“Well, having sex is about sharing,” Koichi shrugged. “Give and take. I take your body, I give you attention.”

“But when you don’t want it,” Tsuyoshi tried to argue.

“No, Tsuyoshi, it’s fine,” Koichi assured him. “Do you ever listen to other people’s sex stories? We’re lucky we match so well, really. And this is such a small thing, it’s only too easy to live with it.”

 

They looked at each other for a while and then, at some point they smiled, inching closer, starting to softly stroke and steal little kisses. That kept going for a while, the air painted with soft sounds and murmurs of affection.

“So,” Koichi said lazily against Tsuyoshi’s chest that he kept holding tightly, “do you want it now?”

 

Tsuyoshi chuckled lightly, stroking Koichi’s hair in a playful manner. “Right now I think this is utterly perfect.”

“Tomorrow, then?” Koichi asked, looking up at his lover.

A pair of soft lips brushed against his.

“I’ll wake you at 6 am,” Tsuyoshi grinned.

Koichi chuckled at that, burying his face in his lover’s chest again, sighing contentedly.

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It's a bit awkward to talk about sex in a relationship, especially when you're not currently doing it and/or have a certain issue. Poor Koichi. ^_^" But I think he did okay. And I can imagine no other way in which a smooth sex life could be possible. No two bodies work alike, after all and communication will ehlp you avoid so much frustration. So, here's their starting point of a definitely satisfactory sex life. ^_~