Title: Even in the darkness, I can still see your love…
Author: kira
Rating: M
Characters: Ban/Jak
Genre: fluffy romance
Words 499
Summary: It's amazing what one can see in the dark…
Warnings: none
Prompt: sight

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Bankotsu lay in the futon, waiting for Jakotsu to return from his bath. The cross-dresser had arrived home late that evening from his mission with Renkotsu. The fifteen year old grinned at the sound of his paramour's footsteps as they beat out a rhythm on the nightingale floor, just outside their room. The soft swish of the shoji as Jakotsu closed it behind him drew his attention. Bankotsu watched as he padded across the tatami to their futon.

Making a quick detour to blow out the single candle lighting the room, Jakotsu paused as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. The room was now lit only by the moonlight streaming in through bamboo mats covering the windows. The cross-dresser carefully made his way back to their futon. Kneeling, he bent forward to rest on all fours, before crawling onto it.

His eyes also adjusting to the darkness, Bankotsu marveled at the way Jakotsu's gaudy kimono now looked muted and grey. There was just enough light to see the face that he loved as his paramour leaned towards him, kissing him. Breaking it, the cross-dresser rested on his young lover's chest, his face close Bankotsu's. He smiled impishly at the fifteen year old, who laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"You…"

"Yeah…?"

"Yup!" Bankotsu reached up to gently caress his paramour's cheek. "You look like a girl even though you need to shave."

"I do not!" Jakotsu said with mock indignation as Bankotsu wrapped his arms around him, holding his paramour close.

"Do so!"

Breaking free from the fifteen year old's embrace, Jakotsu sat up and back on his heels. He slowly slipped his yukata from his shoulders, baring his torso. "Do I still look like a girl to you?"

"Well… Natsume-chan's chest is about the same size as yours."

"Oh really?" Jakotsu said dryly.

"Yeah…"

Tugging on the obi, holding his yukata closed, the cross-dresser undid the knot and a few minutes later, he sprawled naked on the futon. "Do I still look like a girl to you?"

"Well, it is a lil hard to see in the dark." The fifteen year old pretended to squint at him.

Giggling, Jakotsu slowly stroked his cock. He knew Bankotsu could see him, despite his statement otherwise, and that knowledge had him soon growing hard. "Well…?" he said impishly.

"Unless I'm mistaken, I see a pretty 'girl' stroking her cock in my futon."

"Yeah…?" The cross-dresser moaned softly. He had missed his lover while he was away and was eager to be with him. But he also loved pleasuring himself while Bankotsu watched. It had taken awhile, but his lover was now able to sit back and enjoy the show.

Bankotsu sat up and watched. He could tell by the look on his paramour's face that he was nearing his peak. A few more strokes and Jakotsu came, spewing his milky white essence onto to his stomach. It was a sight that excited the fifteen year old as it promised more fun to come…