Tour Guide to the Underworld - Chapter 5: Still Waters

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Pairing: KinKi Kids
Characters: to be revealed later
Rating: NC-17 (finally! ^^ )
Disclaimer: Don't own the JE boys (duh!), but OCs are mine and I created the story
Setting: AU
Warnings: Creepy, language, sex
Multi-Chapter


Intro: Koichi is in huge dilemma. Not only because of his affair with a hunter, but also because his current mission proves to get out of hand at a certain point. It doesn't really help that a certain hunter is the one who will save the day - if not in a way Koichi sees fit. Decisions have to be made. And Koichi learns how very easily your decisions are influenced by your emotions.


Notes: Update. :D Hey, guys. Sorry for hte long wait - yet again. -_-# This one took me long, but I hope you'll enjoy it. They're finally doing it. ^^ I wonder if anyone will even notice the kind of twist Koichi's chracter is taking. ^^" At any rate, please enjoy.





Ryo had a very tight knot in his stomach as they approached the scene where they were supposed to find the spirit they should collect. While Koichi’s words had been reassuring, he still felt insecure about the matter, not knowing what might happen.
“Who is it?” he asked nervously.
Koichi checked his book and frowned. “I’m not sure,” he admitted. “The description is vague and there are too many people here to tell.”
They were standing in a subway station and while it was not rush hour yet, the place was rather crowded.
“Well, it’s gonna happen soon, so we’ll just have to wait and see,” Koichi decided with a shrug.
“But,” Ryo mused, “what if he gets into a train and leaves and we miss him?”



“That would indeed be troublesome,” Koichi agreed. “With a spirit like that you don’t know what’s gonna happen. But don’t worry too much,” he tried to calm the other, even though he seemed pretty tense himself, “that is a very unlikely thing to happen.”
“Okay,” Ryo muttered, eyeing the entire scene warily.
“Charity?”
Both men turned at the rather loud voice behind them. Ryo blinked in surprise.
“Hey, isn’t he... what’s his name again,” he frowned. “That singer.”
Koichi nodded absentmindedly.
“That’s my only free weekend this month,” he guy complained. A longer pause, then, “Well, fuck him. I haven’t slept in days.”
Koichi bit his lip.



“What’s wrong?” Ryo asked nervously.
“The last interaction,” Koichi explained.
“It’s him?” Ryo gasped. “How do you know?”
“Experience,” Koichi stated simply. “The spirit is trying to balance its energy. Showing good will. That would ease the spirit.”
“That doesn’t sound like it’s gonna work, though,” Ryo mused.
“Not really,” Koichi agreed. “Ryo... better stand back.”
“Eh?”
“I really don’t know what’s gonna happen now,” Koichi told him. “So please stay away from the spirit, okay?”
Ryo gulped, but did as he was told and stepped back a bit.



“Yeah, whatever,” the singer muttered.
Suddenly a loud squealing sound could be heard. “Oh my god, Akira-kun!”
A young girl had grabbed the man, who was still on the phone, pulling on his sleeve insistently.
“I’m really your biggest fan,” the girl cheered enthusiastically. “You’re so cool and I love all of your songs and buy every single cd. I can’t believe I’m meeting you here.”
“Hold on, some chick is pestering me,” the man groaned into the phone. “I’ll call you back.”
With that he hung up and gave the girl a dismissive look. “Get off my sleeve,” he demanded.
“I love you so much,” the girl insisted, obviously not impressed by his cold attitude, pulling on him even more.
“I said, let go, dammit,” he yelled, trying to pull himself free.



The two of them pushed and pulled a bit until finally the man could break free. Another squeal could be heard as the force let the artist over-balance and he fell right into the train-tunnel. He very unluckily hit the main electricity cable. Screeches filled the entire station at the horrid accident.
“Oh my god,” Ryo gasped, stumbling back even more.
“Stay away,” Koichi reminded him.



Ryo didn’t have to be told twice. He tried not to be pushed away by the mass of people, who were starting to run, either fleeing the scene in horror, or trying to get closer to catch a glance at the scene. Once again it hit Ryo how very strange creatures mortal being were. Even though they feared death so much, there was also an almost sickening fascination with it that he simply couldn’t grasp. For a while he wondered whether he’d been like that some day as well. Then his thoughts were interrupted. A storm broke loose in the station, almost blowing him away. He could see Koichi covering his face in order to protect it. The view was bizarre, the rest of the crowd seemed completely unaffected, while he had trouble seeing Koichi in the whirlwind that had rushed up.
“It’s okay,” Koichi yelled out, both arms still shielding him as best they could, though to whom he was speaking Ryo had no clue as he couldn’t see anyone. “Calm down, we’re here to help you.”



The wind kept roaring and Ryo tried to shield his head from the force.
“Please, calm down,” Koichi tried again.
The storm, however, only got stronger.
“You’re a master of the wind, dammit, do something!”
Ryo blinked through his eyes and could make out a hunter, who had gotten quite familiar to him.
Koichi shook his head vehemently. “If I attack now, it might dissolve.”
“If you do nothing, it’ll burst,” Tsuyoshi insisted.



“He just needs to calm down,” Koichi kept trying.
The second later he lost grip of the ground, being swept off and whirled through the air.
“Fuck,” Tsuyoshi cursed.
“What’s happening?!” Ryo yelled out, feeling panic rising in him.
“Stay where you are,” Tsuyoshi merely yelled back.



Then he tried to find some good grip on the floor, changing into an open position, letting the storm wash over him full force. What happened next had Ryo gulp and feel even more scared than before. The hunter swished both his hands madly, it looked blurred to Ryo’s eyes, but that might have been due to the rumbling storm, he couldn’t be sure. The scene itself was bizarre. The hunter seemed to shape the wind into some kind of mini-hurricane, absorbing it bit by bit.
“No!”
He could hear Koichi yelling somewhere, but he couldn’t see anything anymore, the compressed storm blurring his entire view. Very slowly the noise and roaring started to fade out. Ryo dared not leave his cover, or even lower his arms from around his head until he felt that silence surrounded him. Once he took a glance at the scene a new roar had already started. Koichi had grabbed the hunter by his shirt, shaking him madly.



“What on earth do you think you’re doing?!” he demanded harshly.
“Saving your life?” Tsuyoshi answered dismissively, seemingly unimpressed by Koichi’s outburst, not even trying to break out of the other’s grip.
“How dare you?!” Koichi bit his lip hard, but the words still burst out of him. “Asshole!”
“You weren’t doing anything,” Tsuyoshi shrugged. “Someone had to.”
“I could have banned him,” Koichi insisted.
“He was out of control, Koichi,” the other said calmly. “It happens. There was nothing you could have done. The spirit would have dissolved one way or another.”



“You cannot know that,” Koichi demanded, still not letting go. “You’re just an arrogant, selfish bastard, who thinks that he’s grown the wiser by his spiritual experience shit whatever.”
“That could have killed you,” Tsuyoshi tried to reason.
“I’m not an idiot,” Koichi yelled at him, his eyes wet with tears of anger. “Get lost,” he demanded. “If I ever see your face again, I’ll dissolve you personally.”



That seemed to hit. Tsuyoshi looked at the other in utter shock. He bit his lip, as if to consider another answer, but then he simply turned around to flee the scene. Once the hunter was not to be seen anymore, Koichi broke down on the floor, crying, his body shaking with sobs. Ryo bit his lip as he watched the other. Not only had he never seen Koichi in such a situation, but from the other’s usual attitude he had assumed that Koichi didn’t even have the feel for such strong emotions. The picture was quite bewildering to him. He wondered what he should do, then his eyes widened in shock as he saw Koichi hammering his fist against the floor repeatedly, even as it was clearly already covered in blood. Not thinking anymore, he rushed forward and grabbed Koichi, trying to restrain his arm and keep the man from harming himself any further. Koichi fought and twisted, making it difficult for Ryo to keep his balance as he tried to hold the other down.



“Bastard,” Koichi yelled out again. “It’s not fair. It’s so not fair. Why?!”
“Koichi,” Ryo tried urgently, “please calm yourself. It’s gonna be okay.”
“What is going to be okay?” Koichi burst out, tears still in his eyes, but head seemingly very suddenly clear again. He shook Ryo off and shot him a glare. “I let that guy into my life and he messed with it big time. It’s all my own fault, but if word ever gets out about this, I’m done for. And now he was able to deal even more damage. He’s not gonna stop either. But I couldn’t stop him, even though he did this right in front of my eyes, because for some fucking reason I keep telling myself stupidly that it’s okay to just let him run off.”
“If you’re still worried about that,” Ryo said timidly, “I swear I won’t say anything.”



Koichi shook his head, smiling sadly at him. “No, that’s... that’s not what I mean. That I even got you into such a situation, where you have to cover for me... I even threatened you. I’m so sorry about that. I didn’t mean, I was just so scared and... I’m a despicable person,” he decided.
He heaved once more, the gravity of everything that had happened and what he had done coming down on him hard.
“No,” Ryo told him sternly. “I’ve met despicable people and I can tell you, you are quite different.”
“But then,” Koichi sighed, “what do you suggest we do now?”
Ryo considered him for a moment. “You’re not going to see him again?”
“If I do, he’s dead,” Koichi answered evenly.



“Okay,” Ryo nodded. “I’ll trust you on that. So, let’s continue working as we have and forget about this guy. If he shows again, he knows what’s going to happen.”
Koichi thought about it for some more time. Then he sighed in defeat.
“I guess it can’t be helped,” he decided, getting up from the ground again and brushing the dust off his clothes. “I’m really sorry. About causing this mess and causing you trouble. It’s still not right that you should cover for me...”
“So long as you’ve come to your senses,” Ryo told him, “it’s okay. I’m glad that we’re on god terms again.”
“Me too,” Koichi agreed, trying to smile genuinely. Then he sighed a bit. “I can’t believe I broke down like that. I must be looking awful.”



“A bit swollen around your eyes,” Ryo commented, “but it does nothing to lessen your appearance.”
“Thanks,” Koichi laughed lightly.
They made their way back to Koichi’s car when Ryo finally dared ask about the recent events.
“What exactly happened before?”
Koichi sighed slightly. “The spirit was on over-load. It can happen in very bad cases of mal-balancing. Basically the spirit cannot keep the energy together, because it won’t connect. The spirit gets disturbed, tries to keep itself together, it will panic very easily and then adding the experience of dying...”
“That sounds awful,” Ryo mused.



“Indeed,” Koichi agreed. “All the more reason to wait for the spirit to calm a bit, then ban it and help it transforming the energy into something healthy.”
“You think you could have done that?” Ryo asked sceptically.
“You mean because he played with me a bit?” Koichi asked, subconsciously touching his left elbow, which seemed to have hit the ground as the spirit lost grip of him. “That kind of thing can happen. In this special case I’m afraid I have to admit that I cannot say for sure whether I could have done it – but I certainly would have wanted to try. Anyway, let’s get back to work.”
With that Koichi got into his car and started the engine.

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Koichi took a good look at his apprentice. He looked very tired. It had been a long day. And their first job had been something that would leave a strong impression.
“You worked really hard today,” Koichi told the younger. “I’m proud of you.”
Ryo looked at the other in surprise. He had not been praised by Koichi before. He had figured that his trainer was not a person to spread his love and affection among the people around him and he was really surprised to hear such words from the other. A bit of pride also swelled in his chest.
“Thank you,” he chirped happily.
Koichi smiled. Ryo was really a cute guy. Handsome too. And very reliable. His train of thoughts got interrupted as a familiar face came right into his own.



“What ever happened on your mission today?” Tackey, the head of their home quarter, demanded, looking sour.
“It was a spirit on over-load,” Koichi sighed, stretching his neck and making it crack slightly. “It wouldn’t calm down and...”
“And then you dissolved it?” Tackey asked harshly.
“It wasn’t Koichi’s fault,” Ryo cut right in. “There was...” Then he broke off suddenly, biting his tongue.
The other man, however, shifted his focus on him now. “There was what?” he asked.
“I,” Ryo stuttered, considering what he should do. “There was... a hunter showed up suddenly.”
“A hunter?” Tackey asked, narrowing his eyes.
“Yeah,” Ryo confirmed. “He really came out of nowhere. Koichi has reported that guy before. He tried to stop him too, but there was nothing he could have done.”



Tackey considered him for a while longer, then he moved his attention back to Koichi. “Better keep an eye on that one,” he commented. “He looks fragile.”
Ryo pouted at the comment and Koichi tried really hard to suppress his grin, since Ryo had so bravely stood up for him.
“About the hunter, it’s not quite like you to let one of them escape twice,” Tackey teased.
“Ah, well,” Koichi dragged out, obviously trying to stress very hard that the other’s words had absolutely no effect on him, “he’s the first gotsob I meet, so I’m still trying to figure out the best way to approach him.”
“Gotsob,” Tackey blinked in surprise. “That’s rare. But a good piece of information. It might be a hint on where he’s been working before...”



“Please give it your best,” Koichi said politely, bowing his head.
Ryo blinked slightly, finding the action odd, even for Koichi.
“Very well, then,” Tackey waved him off. “I suppose you’re done for the day?”
Koichi merely nodded at him. “Yes, we are.”
“Well, then, otsukare-sama desu.”
With that Tackey turned around and left.



“Osakini,” Koichi called after him, bowing again. “What?” he then asked as he found Ryo’s eyes on him.
“Why are you acting so weird around this guy?” Ryo wanted to know.
“Quite observant, aren’t you?” Koichi muttered, apparently feeling a bit uneasy.
“No, you’re being too obvious,” Ryo told him. “What about him?”
“Nothing much,” Koichi shrugged. “He never really got over the fact that I turned him down and now he’s pestering me all the time, dealing me rotten shifts and such.”
Ryo considered him for a while, then merely nodded. “Ah, okay.”
“Men are proud creatures,” Koichi explained. “Getting dumped is a severe blow, even for a beauty like him."



“You think he’s beautiful?” Ryo asked, surprised.
“You don’t?” Koichi asked back. “Objectively speaking.”
“Well, I guess he’s beautiful,” Ryo shrugged. “But then, why did you...?”
“Refuse him?” Koichi finished the sentence with a grin. “I’m not really into pretty guys. They’re way too girly. I like guys. You know, with muscles and hair and musky smell.”
“Ah,” Ryo made, eyeing Koichi carefully from the side.
“Do you think it’s odd that I don’t like my own type?” Koichi suddenly asked, making the younger man jump.
“Eh?”



Koichi chuckled. “It’s okay. I’ve often heard it before. But really... isn’t it only too normal to be attracted to something you don’t resemble yourself?”
Ryo thought on that for a moment. “I guess so,” he agreed after a while.
"That was quite a show you put on there," Koichi grinned, making the younger man blush slightly. "It worked very much in my favour too. But I should warn you," Koichi added, looking a bit more serious. "You just got very lucky. Had you given Tackey a single untrue word, we would have been discovered. He can see right through you. But your wording was excellent. Everything happened just as you reported. Keep that up and you'll be able to avoid him for the main part."



"Do I want to avoid him?" Ryo asked sceptically.
"A very just question," Koichi nodded. "I guess it depends. His ways are too... business-like for me. He's been doing this forever, you know. I'll give him that his responsibility is huge, but sometimes I really think that this institution is eating his soul."
"Really`" Ryo gasped.
"Oh, not literally," Koichi chuckled, shaking his head. "Just..." he looked into the direction the other man had swept off to, "sometimes what he does seems so... heartless... Ah, you'll get your own impression of him after a while. Decide for yourself."
Ryo nodded, following Koichi's gaze thoughtfully. Then the older man changed his attitude again, brightening his face.
“Get a good night’s sleep,” Koichi told the younger. “It’s been a tough day.”
Ryo nodded at him, smiling happily. “Tomorrow will be a brighter day.”



“Okay,” Koichi said thankfully. “See you tomorrow, then.” As he looked after the boy, he bit his lip. “Na, Nishikido,” he called after the younger man.
“Hm?” Ryo asked, turning around.
“Do you... How about Soba?” Koichi asked almost timidly.
“Huh?”
“Eating,” Koichi explained. “Aren’t you hungry?”
“Well, just a bit,” Ryo admitted.
“Why, let’s go, then,” Koichi decided.
He laid his arm around the other’s shoulder lightly and found a pleasant heat spreading in his body when he was not shrugged off.


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Koichi smiled to himself. He and Ryo had had a pleasant dinner. He was really wondering about the other’s attitude, he hadn’t seemed in any way abashed, even though Koichi did not exactly hold back in his advances towards the other. For someone who had been almost too shocked by the fact that he dated guys he thought that was quite unusual. Maybe the other didn’t even think of the possibility he could like him? All thoughts suddenly drained from his head and his body froze in the door to his apartment as he opened it and found another man standing on the other side.
“You’re late,” Tsuyoshi commented.
“What,” Koichi rasped out tightly, “are you doing here?”
“Waiting for you,” the other explained. “I’ve been waiting all this while.”



“I told you, I won’t even care to turn you in,” Koichi reminded him.
“If you were on about killing me, you would have done that on the spot,” Tsuyoshi dared him.
Koichi bit his lip, but didn’t answer to that.
“So, why did you take so long?” Tsuyoshi asked, pulling him into the apartment and closing the door behind him.
“I was out eating,” Koichi stated absentmindedly, then cursed himself for even answering to such a demanding question.
“With that brat?” Tsuyoshi asked nonchalantly.
“What if?” Koichi glared at him. “We work together, after all. And it’s been a tough day.”
“I just didn’t think he was your type,” Tsuyoshi shrugged.



“What do you know about my type?” Koichi asked bitingly.
“A thing, or two, I should think,” Tsuyoshi dared him and with that rushed forward and kissed the other almost brutally.
Koichi didn’t even bother to attempt to put up a fight. Tsuyoshi was right, denying was futile. He was in too deep and he was not willing to let the other go, no matter his story, or what he did. He felt a tinge of guilt building in his stomach, thinking about his promise to Ryo. But then all doubts melted away as he felt hot hands grabbing him and roaming his body. In quick, but stumbling strides he pulled Tsuyoshi through the apartment and into his bedroom. He felt like he was on fire, he just had to have this sweet taste of the other’s mouth, the touch of his demanding hands, the feel of his body moving against his own urgently.
“I’m not letting you go,” Tsuyoshi told him, his breath tickling Koichi’s sensitive lips.
“Same,” the other man returned, pulling the other back in.



Tsuyoshi gasped slightly in surprise. It seemed Koichi’s attitude had changed very profoundly. The other had been rather receptive, more like accepting him, but with this it was an entirely different matter. He’d had no idea that Koichi had so much passion, but the lips kissing him were searing hot and the hands moving over his body demanding and impatient. Tsuyoshi hummed pleasedly at this new experience. He willingly let Koichi arrange him on the bed so that he was lying on his back, Koichi straddling his hips.
“I had no idea you could be so demanding,” Tsuyoshi teased.
“I’ve learned a thing or two about myself these past few days,” Koichi told him, as he suggestively pulled his shirt over his head and discarded it carelessly to the floor. “I think it’s only fair that I surprise you too.”



“I really like that kind of surprise,” Tsuyoshi grinned.
“I knew you were a perv,” Koichi teased, rolling his hips against the other and making him moan. “I bet you like being fucked too.”
Tsuyoshi bit his lip at the prospect. His hands hurriedly moved to his own shirt, making to rip it off. That is, until he felt Koichi slapping his hand playfully, if hard enough to cause a slight stinging sensation.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Koichi told him. “All mine.”



With that he worked the fabric off his lover’s body, first up his chest and then with a rough tug over his head and off his arms. Then he let his hands slide over the flesh he’d just revealed, a pleased grin on his face as he kept the other trapped under him. After some more teasing the other with slow but firm rocking motions, he moved forward to lie down on the other. Much to his surprise Tsuyoshi very invitingly made to let him slip between his thighs and Koichi didn’t have to be told twice. He easily slipped between the other’s legs, making their contact yet more intimate. Tsuyoshi’s sigh of pleasure made him smile. He reached out a hand to stroke through the other’s messy hair, elbows resting on the mattress just above Tsuyoshi’s shoulders. The other smiled back at him genuinely, embracing Koichi to his body, inviting him to move closer still.



They shared a slow but intimate kiss, revelling in the delightful feelings of just touching and kissing each other. Some time into it Koichi felt himself growing impatient, though. He started to buck against the other and Tsuyoshi picked up his thought and moved back enthusiastically, moaning into the kiss that turned more heated again. At a certain point their lip-connection broke and harsh breathing arose between them. Tsuyoshi’s hands moved down to his lover’s ass groping it playfully. Koichi bit his lip against an embarrassing sound, but he quickly caught up with the suggestion behind the action. Reluctantly he pulled away to get into a sitting position. He started to undo his pants, grinning as Tsuyoshi had obviously learned his lesson and merely kept lying there watching him and waiting patiently for Koichi to finish his own stuff and move on to discard the rest of his clothing as well. He grinned at the impatient hands that seemed to have trouble with the single button on top of his pants, but then the little item gave way and Koichi pulled the zipper and stopped for a moment. He eyed Tsuyoshi curiously.



“No underwear?” he asked, quirking a brow.
“I was out for sex,” Tsuyoshi explained, “and with sex that stuff is just in the way.”
Koichi grinned at him and finished peeling the item off his body. Then he returned to his earlier place between the other’s legs. He sighed in content. Tsuyoshi was downright addictive. His hair, his lips, his smell, his body... he couldn’t get enough of it.
“You’re so hot,” Koichi told him, burying his head in the crook of the other’s neck, taking in his smell deeply before attending to his neck lovingly.
Tsuyoshi’s hand came to rest on the back of his head, stroking his hair encouragingly. Koichi kissed and licked his skin, making his way down his chest, slipping a bit as he went. At a certain point Tsuyoshi pulled him back up. Koichi blinked at him, but the other merely smiled.
“I want to please you too,” he whispered, emphasising his words with a kiss.



Koichi smiled back at him and readily gave way to let the other slip out from under his body. Resting himself on the bed, he let the other approach him carefully. Koichi revelled in his lover’s rather submissive attitude. He enjoyed burning eyes on him, he could feel the other’s gaze gliding over his body like a sweet caress. He lolled sensually on the bed, enjoying the burning gaze of the other on his form. In a slight teasing motion he let one of his hands slide over his chest and Tsuyoshi whined very slightly, making Koichi feel even more cocky.
“Come here,” Koichi finally ordered and Tsuyoshi flew to his side. “Touch me,” he instructed.



At that the other delved right in. His lips attached happily to Koichi’s chest, nipping, licking, teasing nipples and Koichi sighed at the attention he got. It wasn’t often that he got lucky with a guy who enjoyed that kind of game – at least not with him being in charge. He’d often been ravaged, but never treasured as he was right there with Tsuyoshi. The other was only too enthusiastic to give him pleasure and the feeling of being loved and wanted gave Koichi a high.
“Mh, my dick,” Koichi mumbled out lazily.
As Tsuyoshi made to move lower, though, Koichi held him back.
“Who told you to stop?” he asked, quirking a brow.



“But…” Tsuyoshi stuttered out, obviously being confused, “you just said…”
“I merely let you know that my dick is being neglected,” Koichi stated in a low voice. “If I want you to finish a task, or change it, I’ll let you know.”
“Sorry,” Tsuyoshi mumbled.



Koichi grinned cockily. The other was totally caught up in their game. For a moment he thought about testing the situation, trying how far Tsuyoshi would go, pleasuring him, or even humiliating himself, but then, that was not what he intended. It was nothing he got off on in the first place. There was just that little spark of curiosity, but he pushed it back and encouraged Tsuyoshi to continue what he’d been doing. His hand reached for the back of his lover’s head and the younger man willingly moved to resume his earlier actions. After a while his hand came to life and wrapped itself around Koichi’s twitching member. He still kept kissing and licking the other’s chest, while his hand started to move in slow, but hard strokes. Koichi moaned at the feeling. Wet lips and hot tongue on his body and a hand on his cock, pulling him.
“Oh yeah, that’s it,” he rasped out, bucking his hips up lazily every now and then.



Tsuyoshi moaned at the praising words. Koichi’s hand in his hair was stroking him softly, making him feel proud that he could please his lover. He started to lap at the chest in front of him even more enthusiastically, then gave a careful experimental bite to a nipple. When he got an encouraging groan, he grew more daring and used his teeth more violently.
“Don’t make it bleed,” Koichi warned him, but yet made no move to stop the more aggressive stimulation.
Tsuyoshi tried to find the right balance between disturbing the nerves and then licking them soothingly. He didn’t look up to check the other’s face, but from the raged breathing he heard he figured that Koichi was enjoying it. His hand started to move with more intent as well, faster and in harder strokes.
“Ah, yeah,” Koichi sighed out, fucking shamelessly into the hand that treated him.



His hand on Tsuyoshi’s head lost grip and he bit his lip, causing another pleasant stinging sensation. He enjoyed that for just a little bit longer, then he stopped the hand on his cock and pulled Tsuyoshi to eye-level with him.
“You did good,” he crooned, stroking Tsuyoshi’s hair affectionately. “Now I want to fuck you.” He reached out with his hand and opened the drawer of his bedside table, pulling out a small bottle.
“Wet me,” he instructed.
Tsuyoshi grabbed the item right away and poured a good amount of liquid into his hand. With deft fingers he started to cover his lover’s dick with the slippery substance. Koichi twitched involuntarily at the new sensations. First, there was a new smell in the air. Slightly sweet and spicy, making his body tingle.



The oil he had given the other had some special features. He smiled to himself as he started to feel the effect, but then frowned when the loving ministrations stopped.
“Is that oil from the Sakuma? The moon flower?”
“Mh,” Koichi merely made, shifting slightly to indicate he really wanted to continue their game.
“You know what that plant does?” Tsuyoshi asked, sounding slightly disturbed.
Koichi sighed. “It won’t cause illusions,” he assured the other. “It’ll just… intensify the experience. Trust me, I’ve done this a lot.”



“A lot, huh?” Tsuyoshi mused, still sounding sceptical. “I wonder what your salary is. You don’t buy this stuff in your neighbourhood drugstore.” A sly grin came to his face. “Talk about still waters…”
“I’m growing impatient,” Koichi finished the discussion, “which will have a bad effect on the time you’ll get to prepare yourself. It would be a pity, especially with such a handy helper at hand. Although I don’t have a problem with fucking a tight hole, I appreciate loose flesh.”
“I get it,” Tsuyoshi grinned at him, starting to move his hand again.



The sensation was very new to him. The slick liquid warmed in his hand, the smell around them intensifying. He’d heard of the effects of the Sakuma, but never dared to try them. The pleasant hallucinations it could cause were highly addictive, to the point where you literally wouldn’t leave your flower garden anymore. He’d heard of cases where people had starved in their yard, simply because they couldn’t get away from the devious flower. It seemed, though, that whoever Koichi’s dealer was knew his business alright. While the smell seemed to heighten his senses, he didn’t see pictures or get weird sensations. His hand started to prickle, though, as though tiny little balls were massaging it while he kept working Koichi’s dick. He couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like when he used that stuff on his hole and the prospect made him moan.
Koichi chuckled, guessing his thoughts. “Go on,” he urged his lover. “Bend over, I’ll help you. I promise you, it’s something you’ve never experienced before.”



Tsuyoshi dove in to give Koichi a loving kiss and the latter appreciated the move and made him linger just a while, before Tsuyoshi drew back and did as he’d been instructed, placing himself on the bed face down and his ass raised up invitingly. Again there was that tiny moment in which Koichi thought he could just take what he wanted right there. He was sure the other would not complain afterwards – not really, anyway. But then the thought vanished again and he grabbed the bottle Tsuyoshi had left on the mattress. Pouring another good amount, he rubbed his hands together to get the first effect. Then he grabbed the other’s ass roughly and pulled so he could see what he was aiming for. He rubbed the substance over and around the hole, massaging lightly to get the effect out as best he could. Soon he could see a reaction. The tight bud started to twitch urgently, as though asking Koichi to invade it. Tsuyoshi was obviously already heavy under the effect of the liquid too, moaning and cursing as the sensations washed over him.



“Oh god, Koichi, it’s hot,” he mewled out.
“I know,” Koichi said softly, stroking the other’s back lovingly for just a while. “It’s good isn’t it?”
“Koichi, please…”
The desperate sound of Tsuyoshi’s voice sent a shiver down Koichi’s spine. He quickly pressed a finger into his lover, moving it carefully, but with intent.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he rasped out. “Haven’t gotten any in a long time huh? I bet you’re dying to get it.”



He felt his own dick twitching in excitement and quickly added another finger, stretching the other thoroughly. Tsuyoshi in the meantime was completely lost. He thought he’d go mad with the intensity of the sensations. He was hot and wet and that smell was surrounding him, driving him mad and his skin was prickling inside and out, making him feel even more sensitive. And Koichi made very sure to cover his inner walls really well. His breath started to hitch as the oil worked magic on his body, making his muscles contract with every movement he made. Once Koichi could feel the other’s flesh working on its own accord he pulled his fingers out and enjoyed the show he was presented with. No matter what Tsuyoshi did, every movement cause a sensation, a hot thrill of pleasure cursing through his body, making him moan and trash about like mad.
“Fuck,” he cursed, subconsciously grabbing for his own cock.
“If you touch yourself, I’m out,” Koichi warned him.



Sure enough the hand lowered again immediately, but Tsuyoshi started to whimper desperately, wanting, needing to come.
“Did you know that this used to be a common method of torture?” Koichi said evenly. “The oil of the moon flower is highly effective, I could leave you in this state for hours.”
A long whine escaped Tsuyoshi’s throat.
“Mah,” Koichi said soothingly, rolling the other on his back and hovering over him, giving him a sweet smile. “I’m not gonna do that. I want you to enjoy this. Just tell me that you want it and you’ll get it. The more intense your confession, the better you’ll be rewarded.”



“Koichi,” Tsuyoshi almost sobbed out. “Please… oh god, please, fuck me. This is too much. I can’t – I… I need you…”
“Need me?” Koichi asked teasingly as he positioned himself between the other’s legs.
“Oh god, yes,” Tsuyoshi moaned out, opening up wide to give the other good access.
“Such a sweet boy,” Koichi mused affectionately, stroking the other’s face fleetingly, which earned him kisses to his palm.
“I’m all yours,” Tsuyoshi confessed.



And that did it. With a strong movement Koichi pushed himself all the way in. He moaned at the feeling. The other was hot and wet around him, the muscles of his hole working endlessly, massaging his dick. Tsuyoshi screamed out at the new sensation. He was filled and he felt as though his hole wanted to swallow the other’s dick, pulling him in, urging him to move. And then Koichi did move and he did it fast. Once he was inside and feeling the other like that he finally realised how much he had actually strained himself and the only thing he could still think about was how very bad he wanted to come.
“Ah, yes, yes,” Tsuyoshi moaned, voice getting high-pitched with over-load.



The cock in his body kept rubbing his sensitive walls, massaging them, every now and then he could feel the brush on his prostate and he thought he must lose him mind from the pleasure. He had to come, he just had to.
“Fuck me, fuck me… yeah, right there, right the – oh my god…”
Koichi grit his teeth. He knew he had to make the other come soon or else he’d lose it. His hand found his lover’s cock and he started to stroke it almost harshly.
“Shit,” Tsuyoshi burst out, “fuck me! Fuck me. Harder, come on.” His body started to tense up, breath coming in rough, short pants. He could feel it coming – it was right there, in front of him. “Oh, fuck… just a bit…”



And then orgasm hit him, not unexpectedly, but so intense it made him choke. His entire body was shaking almost violently as he released, a loud groan escaping his throat. He thought he’d pass out from the intensity, but kept holding onto the form over him that was still moving, still striving for that sweet release. Once he had somewhat handled the main shocks of his orgasm his body went lax, but Koichi would have none of it.
“No, you don’t,” he demanded, pulling out and shoving Tsuyoshi back onto his stomach.
He pulled the other’s hips up high and spread his legs just enough to be able to push in comfortably. Then he stood behind his lover and bent his knees just so he’d be able to get in again.


With one hand he kept Tsuyoshi in place and himself balanced and with the other he positioned his dick again. As he pushed in he moved his second hand to Tsuyoshi’s hips too, gripping tightly, pulling the other back against his intense thrusts.
“Fuck,” he cursed as he quickly sped his pace, snapping his hips roughly.
Tsuyoshi gave a slight whining sound. It wasn’t exactly painful, but he hadn’t been fucked in a while and he was being quite abused.
“Ah, shit!”



Koichi was in heaven. He was lost in heat and wetness and the massaging his dick received with every move. Soon he could feel his own body tensing up. Knowing the welcome hot sensation, he sped up his movements once more and then he could feel it. For a second he went completely rigid, mouth open in a silent scream and then his body released, hips jerking violently as he shot his seed out into Tsuyoshi’s body and moaning his pleasure for the world to hear. He kept spurting and spasming for almost a minute, before he finally groaned one last time in full satisfaction. Almost hurriedly he pulled out as if not trusting his limbs to keep him up any longer and sure enough the moment he was out again, he simply flopped down onto the bed, breathing heavily, eyes still closed with the aftermath of their sex-session. Tsuyoshi let himself roll onto his back again, also still breathing hard. They just kept lying there for a while, still enjoying vague sensations, or dwelling a bit on the memory of their ride. Neither of them could remember later when they had settled together again, but at a certain point they found themselves kissing lovingly in a warm embrace.



“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Tsuyoshi accused his lover playfully.
Koichi merely blinked at him.
“You gave me this, so I won’t ever be satisfied with another man again,” Tsuyoshi explained.
Koichi chuckled lightly at that, pulling the other close again, for a few more nips.
“You’re complaining?” he asked teasingly. “You are the one who made me addicted to you. Gotta make sure I won’t be left behind, ne?”
“I did?” Tsuyoshi asked, sounding somewhere between surprised and pleased.
Koichi nodded, smiling brightly at him. “Can’t you tell?”



“What if I hurt you?” Tsuyoshi asked all of a sudden.
“It doesn’t matter anymore,” Koichi told him. He looked at the other intensely. “The moment I let you back in after what happened at work I decided to never leave your side again. So, no matter what’s gonna happen, I’ll stick with you. Even when you hurt me. Even when you leave me, I’ll still follow you.”
“Sounds like you really are addicted,” Tsuyoshi frowned.
“Told you,” Koichi stated simply. “I know how to handle my Sakuma oil, but I was totally not prepared for you.”



Tsuyoshi considered the other for another moment, then he hugged Koichi tightly to his body, covering his face in kisses.
“I won’t hurt you,” he whispered into his ear, making Koichi smile. “I’ll do anything.”
“I’ll be happy with just one thing,” Koichi told him.
“Which would be?”
“Never follow me to work again.”
“… Deal.”


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Done. ^^ I suddenly have the trange feeling that Koichi's pants mysteriously disappeared somewhere during theri action, but it's late and I really don't care to go and check for it now. Just deal with it, okay? I'm actually very happy about this one. But I hate the new formating. It won't allow double spacing or special formating. T_T Well, I can't do anything about it. Meh. ò_ó I think I'll make a little side-storyline with Tackey. But most importantly, what is going to happen to Koichi now? If he keeps this up, he'll be in bog trouble - and not just because of Ryo. *sighs* He'll cause me some sleepless nights, I'm sure. Well, I hope you all enjoyed it. Let me know, if you like. ^^ *hugs everybody*

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