A/N: Should be working on Lessons of Love, but I have to get this out. I love Eiri X Touma!
oOo
It was many, many years ago when my filthiest desires had been satisfied. When I had tossed aside my marriage and all of the morals I had learned, when I had spent one night unrestrained, hands exploring, whispering unneeded obscenities in his ear. When I had made love to Uesugi Eiri.
If only to make up for the pain.
I had hurt him. Oh, how I had defiled him!
I remember... Thinking I should have never brought him to New York. As I watched the blood run across the floor and listened to the screaming. It was my fault that Eiri was bleeding. My fault that he had been violated like that. My fault that he had been defiled.
"T-Touma!" The young blonde had buried his face in my chest and cried and carried on, and my shirt was soaked. He was out of breath, and he gathered enough oxygen for one final scream before he fell before me, trembling and gasping for air. His brown eyes were wet and wide, his hair a mess. There was blood all over his clothes.
"Eiri-kun," I whimpered, "I'm sorry. I was to blame... I'm s-so sorry..."
"Touma-s-san!" One cold little hand took mine, squeezing with all the strength in the teenager's seemingly weak little body. Somehow I figured this was punishment, and I didn't pull away.
I had owed it to him. I had hurt him, and I needed to make it up to him. And so I had kissed him.
One thing led to another. And...
It was many, many years ago when my filthiest desires had been satisfied. When I had tossed aside my marriage and all of the morals I had learned, when I had spent one night unrestrained, hands exploring, whispering unneeded obscenities in his ear. When I had made love to Uesugi Eiri.
And defiled him. Took away the rest of the trust, the rest of the love he had had for me.