HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MY BELOVED HEATHER! Last year I crushed your feelings with "I do", and it was the start of a beautiful friendship. This year (and a lot of weeks later) I wrote something less heartbreaking for you.
To all the regular readers: there's a warning for a lot of plotless sex.
In The Endless Battle, Fudou runs into a man named Robert. As far as I'm concerned, almost everyone fell in love with him, including Heather obviously.
So here is Robert, but this time with Gouenji.
(Look I managed to come up with a lameass title in the end! ...I first wanted to call it Sugar Daddy but that doesn't seem like a good idea. Maybe I'll come up with something better some day, but for now I'll keep it at this.)
Please enjoy!
Gouenji found out about his sexuality when he was still in Junior High, or rather, when the genius game maker Kidou Yuuto joined their team and decided to fight alongside with them. Ever since he saw the Teikoku captain move around on the field he felt fascinated by his plays. Since that first match he played against the young genius he felt strongly connected to him. He had come to see him play after all the first time they chose Raimon as their opponent. It wasn't until their rivalry turned into a strong, mutual friendship and he was able to see a completely different side of the midfielder he realised this strong connection had developed into a different feeling; attraction. He was constantly focussed on his friend, what he was doing, who he was talking to. He would stay longer if Kidou was, he followed him to accidently bump into him. Gouenji felt like a stalking, freshman high school girl, obsessing about their senior crush. His chances were as low as one too, the only matters on Kidou's mind seemed to be soccer. The most embarrassing moment for him was when he caught himself checking out Kidou's chest while he was changing, and instead of averting his gaze his eyes travelled down to his friend's shorts and wonder how he'd look like completely naked. He fantasised about ripping those off altogether with those blue goggles of his and force him against the wall.
And those thoughts scared him, it scared him that he thought about his teammate and one of his best friends like that. He was just fourteen.
But the thoughts went on and he was even chasing Kidou in his dreams. He often woke up with his heart in his throat and a rock hard erection visible underneath the sheets, and it did not help that he and Kidou grew closer over the years. He was around the age of seventeen when the feelings towards his friend became too much to bear. He build up the courage and confessed the feelings he kept hidden for all those years to him, but Kidou rejected him, and for the first time in their many years of friendship Gouenji as unable to read his expression. It was the first time Gouenji had actually seen the game maker of their team nervous, he couldn't look him in the eye. Gouenji, as foolish and heartbroken as he was, asked Kidou to forget the confession and suggested that they could still be friends. Nothing would change between the two of them, but to him, nothing was the same. He never got completely over Kidou, but he started seeing other people. It was his way to prove to the both of them that the love confession he had made earlier, wasn't that much of a big deal.
It's now seven years later and Kidou has come out of the closet. He had been dating Fudou behind their backs since he was sixteen. Gouenji didn't need much time to add the numbers, they already had been going out together when he confessed to him. They all went out to a pub together to celebrate their eight years anniversary, apparently. Gouenji went along, not wanting to disappoint his best friend, and in desperate need for a drink. Later Kidou took him apart to 'talk it out', he apologised for his odd behaviour. His confession had been a huge surprise for him and by that time, he didn't know how to give him a proper answer. He had only just started going out with Fudou and it was meant to be a secret. Gouenji accepted his apology, he couldn't say no to that man. He had never been able to deny him anything.
It's around midnight and Gouenji is drinking away his fifth beer. Endou already left earlier because of his obligations to his wife and he's not quite in the mood to sit with a tipsy Kidou and his wasted boyfriend. Eventually he feels a hand on his shoulder, Kidou is standing behind him with a slight blush colouring his cheeks. Gouenji has to reach out for his glass and take another gulp to distract him from jumping on his best friend and kiss him senselessly in front of his boyfriend. Although, that would be an unforgettable act of vengeance. Instead, Kidou informs him that he's taking his drunk partner home. When Gouenji lays his eyes on the man, drinking the remaining of his beer, alone in the booth where Kidou left him; he winks at him. He's probably not as drunk as he's pretending to be so Kidou will take him home and they can have sex. Gouenji feels a wave of nausea taking over his body when he thinks of Fudou's hands touching his Yuuto, but all he can do at this point is nod at Kidou and wish him good luck.
Gouenji almost feels like Jesus, because after Kidou left the beer he was drinking quickly turned into wine, and even later two or three tequilas. "Having a tough night?" A man in his early fifties sits himself down on the stool next to the blonde. Gouenji, not wanting to come off as rude, but already particularly drunk by now slurs: "Tough isn't even how I would describe it. It feels like... like you just bought a new suit and your stupid, clumsy secretary spills coffee all over it, and that day you're wearing your favourite vest too. That's how bad it feels."
"I understand your pain." He chuckles and turns to the bartender. "Sir, two whiskey on the rocks for us please!" He winks at Gouenji who can feel a blush creeping on his face. "Let us make a deal. When this glass is empty and you're still not feeling better, come pay me a visit. I'm right over there." He makes a gesture in the direction he just came from, receives his glass from the man behind the bar and returns to his own table.
Gouenji is confused, he's flabbergasted but he's especially horny. Who is that man with his gray hair combed back with almost the same amount of hair products he usually needs to style his hair. His expensive, neat looking suit in combination with those immaculately lacquered shoes and those piercing, blue eyes. What did he say again, something about finishing his glass. That's not an impossible task.
But it's harder than he thought it would be, the tanned man is used to beer and some expensive wines Kidou brings with him whenever he invites him over, but this kind of liquor is something else. It does give him the time to fantasise about the unknown, extremely sexy man and cast a few more naughty than flirtatious glances in his direction. Every time their eyes connect he'd give him a smile and Gouenji would feel a numerous of sparks heading straight for his groin. He wonders about his name, his age, his big hands touching his skin and what's underneath his clothes, by the time Gouenji already stripped him thrice in his head he decides that it's time to approach the man as he's no longer able to restrain himself.
In his head he's walking in a straight line towards his goal, the number of times the other guests in the bar indignantly ask him to excuse himself however signifies the opposite, but Gouenji doesn't hear them, nor care how many glasses he accidentally swiped over. He doesn't care if that man's name is either Ben Dover, Neill Down, or Pete 'O File because he wants to play strip poker with that man all night. Gouenji will strip and the sexy stranger is allowed to poke him until the sun rises. Just, how is he getting that man in his bed tonight?
"Hey hotshot," he leans with both of his hands on the wooden table and leans in to the man until their noses almost touch. Very appealing with his alcohol reeking breath he proceeds to slur: "Imma famous soccer player. Would you like to see one of my hissatsu techniques? 'cause I'm gonna Bakunetsu Screw you tonight." Nailed it.
"Is that so?" The man smiles faintly and moves his hand so the half-melted ice cubes clink against the low whiskey glass.
"Baby, I'm hot like a firefighter. I find 'em hot and leave 'em wet."
Instead of throwing the remaining of substance of the glass in Gouenji's face and stuffing the ice cubes in the said man's pants like any other reasonable person would do, the other invites the drunk blonde to sit down and have another drink with him. Gouenji gains a lot of information about the gray haired man with bright, blue eyes. His name is Robert, fifty-two and he's a wealthy business man, born in Exton, Pennsylvania. He went to the University of Vermont, studied Business Administration and after he graduated he went in on a job offer in New York. After working there for almost twenty years he missed the excitement and challenge his job used to give him. That's when he heard that they were opening a new branch of the company in Japan. Robert almost immediately agreed to the managing position his company was offering him. He took a curses Japanese for two years and he has been living here for nearly five years now. He has been married, divorced and re-married again. He has a daughter, a little younger than himself, and a dog named Pat. Gouenji was eager to hear more about him, or rather, hear him speak. His voice is like a soft, sweet melody in his ears and it gives him a pleasant feeling in his stomach. He's almost not even aware anymore of the subtle touches on Gouenji's hand, shoulder and knee. Every time that man touches him he feels a little spark. Yes, in these two hours that they sat together; Gouenji has developed a major crush on him.
He notices how Robert occasionally glances at his expensive Rolex watch. They must be closing up soon and the tanned man experience a brief moment of panic. He hasn't even received his phone number yet. He might be disappearing from his life as sudden as he entered it and that's not how he wants his night to end. He isn't sure what it is that he wants from the older man, but he certainly wants something. He has never felt this attracted to anyone besides Kidou before and he's not ready yet to say their farewells. Especially not after the obvious interest he has shown in him, not even once before has Gouenji felt this as ease with someone and talk freely about his feelings as a homosexual man trapped in a world full of high expectations and shallow relationships to keep his sexual orientation hidden from his old fashioned father. Then again, it could be the alcohol speaking too.
"Gouenji," Robert's voice draws him back. "It's about time that we call it a night, don't you agree?" No, he does not agree, but how does he withhold this incredibly attractive man from leaving his life? Had he still been in disguise as The Holy Emperor and had Robert been around his age or younger he would simply have invited him over to a luxurious hotel room where he would show him all the corners of the rented suite, but he won't get a wealthy man like Robert into his bed with some dirty talk and bragging about his private limousine. While he is rummaging his brain for a possible excuse to spend more time with him, the older man is already asking for the bill. He has to act quickly. Suddenly, in his drunk state, or maybe because of it, he realises that he does not need to talk Robert into bed, he simply has to show him what he wants. He does not need his burgundy suit, shiny jewellery or private limousine to convince him, he has his secret weapon right with him. His mouth. He grabs the other male by the sleeve of his gray blazer and as soon as he turns his face Gouenji smashes their faces together. The kiss is messy, all tongue and sometimes their teeth clash, but he won't let him move away. His eyes squeezed shut tightly and his nails digging into the man's arm. Robert, who has apparently no intention in pushing the younger man away at all, answers the kiss with the same amount of passion Gouenji is trying to put into it and casually slides an arm around the blonde's waist to draw him closer. It might be the alcohol, Gouenji's anger towards his friend or his feeling of deep sorrow regarding the rejection from many years ago or a combination of it all, but he's certain of one thing. He doesn't want this to end, rather, he wants Robert to strip him from his clothes and take him over the bar right this instant. But the older man seems to have a different plan in mind for them. He withdraws from the kiss and for a moment Gouenji fears his action had been too blunt, but that thought few out of his mind like a flighty birth when he feels Robert's hand give him a firm squeeze on his crotch. "If I rent a suite for us, would you mind to continue this in a hotel room?" Gouenji shakes his head, he can hardly believe it; his plan has worked.
It took a surprising amount of effort for Gouenji to not kiss him senseless for the entire journey, but Gouenji still has just enough decency left to not start partially having sex with the man on the backseat of their taxi. Yet, he is located on his lap, with Robert's hand enthusiastically squeezing on his leg and his thumb rubbing in small circles over his thigh. Only inside the two men lost what was left of their composure and they were all over each other by the time Robert finally unlocked the door of their hotel room and guided him to the sofa. Gouenji, already rock hard and eager to find out what's hiding beneath those expensive layers of clothing, gets gently pushed away by the older man. The blonde can't help but voice his disappointment with a soft noise but his sour face vanishes as soon as he notices that Robert is reaching out of the cold champagne the staff placed on the coffee table for them. He understand that for Robert, this is part of the foreplay and he waits patiently until he removed the cork from the bottle. Once again, he places himself on Robert's lap with his face in his direction and his knees planted on each side of the other male's body, pressing against the leather of the sofa. Gouenji, feeling more daring than usual, takes a sip from Robert's glass. The man quirks a brow and two piercing blue eyes are staring directly into his chocolate brown once. The blonde leans in for another kiss with the liquor still in his mouth and only allows himself to part his lips when he feels Robert's tongue playfully brushing over them. The champagne gets exchanged and after the kiss Gouenji's tongue slides over the other man's chin so not a single drop goes to waste.
Gouenji unbuttons the other man's shirt and roams his fingers eagerly through the now exposed, gray chest hair. It makes him wonder what colour his hair used to be but he forgets he even wanted to ask a question as all when Robert unbuttons his trousers. Two fingers then press against Gouenji's lip and it takes less than a second for him to understand the hint. He parts his lips and eagerly takes the two fingers that Robert is offering him in his mouth. He folds his fingers around Robert's wrist while cloaking the man's fingers with his own saliva and always remaining eye contact as he seductively sucks off his digits as if it were his penis. Robert withdraws and instead of feeling his hand on his crotch, where he expected it to be, the older man's hand trails to his butt and gives it a firm squeeze before sliding into his briefs. His wetted fingers with Gouenji's own salvia press against his entrance.
Gouenji gasps and feels the excitement grow. He feels like a teenager, experimenting for the first time. He had male partners before in his time as Seitei, a couple of girlfriends even to please his father, but he was always on top. This time it will be different and he's curious to find out. Robert gently pushes against his entrance and Gouenji tries to relax his body, especially the lower half of it, as Robert's finger either gets pulled or sucked in. He reaches the ring of the muscle and he gradually opens up as he continues to finger him gently. He's not forcing anything, not too hard or too much at once. But soon enough Robert has a glass of champagne in one hand, and two fingers penetrating Gouenji with the other. His digits are twisting and curling inside the younger man's now squirming body. He's moving them in and out, jiggling them a bit, and going faster and slower or at a different angle. Gouenji is gradually growing more impatient to find out how it feels to have him completely inside. Eventually, he can't hold himself anymore. "I want you to fuck me, Robert." He intended to whisper, but a sudden firm move from Robert's fingers make him moan his line instead.
"Quite the needy one you are, hm?" Robert chuckles softly against his lips and removes his fingers to wrap both of his arms around the shorter man's waist and carry him to the bedroom with Gouenji's legs tightly wrapped around his body. They fall onto the bed and proceed to strip each other from their clothes. Robert is toying with Gouenji's head. The finger light touches on his skin, his tongue wandering around in his mouth and an erection bigger than he has ever seen rubbing over his own. Robert is murmuring sweet nothings against his lips, he tells him how sexy and attractive he is, how beautiful his body looks and how soft his skin feels. It's driving him insane, his voice, the touches, those eyes. He wants him, he wants all of him and he understands now that if he wants this man to finally release him from his endless teases he will have to beg him, and beg him he will. "Robert," he moans when the said man circles his tongue around his nipple. "Please."
Finally, finally, Robert makes a move. He sits up and searches between the pile of clothes for his wallet. When Gouenji sees the older man hovering over him with the wrapper of the condom between his lips he feels a pleasant shudder all the way down over his spine. He's excited and all the previous nerves and tension he felt earlier are leaving his body once he feels the tip of Robert's hard member press against his entrance. He wants this man, and his wants him now.
The first thrusts were extremely painful, wasn't the alcohol supposed to help with this? Gouenji quietly cursed at himself in his head, how did the boys he slept with before handle this amount of pain? Thankfully, Robert saw the change in Gouenji's eyes and proceeded to move more slowly. It felt good, it felt better, it felt absolutely amazing and in the early hours of the morning Gouenji and Robert had tried various positions and reached multiple climaxes until neither of them was able to move or voice one of their pleasurable moans any longer. Satisfied and entirely indulged the both of them fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning Gouenji wakes up in an unknown bed, fully naked, a hangover worse than he ever experienced and empty sheets next to him. He exhales a deep sigh while rubbing over his temples; he had not expected any other way. When he slept with one of his employees he always made sure to be gone the next morning too, but still something is nagging in his chest. Last night incredible, he had never felt anything comparable to that feeling before. Aside from the wonderful sex, Robert seemed like a very fascinating man and Gouenji wouldn't have mind to learn more about the man while he is sober. He does vaguely remember some details, but most of them are bully or completely wiped away by the exercises they did last night. Gouenji pushes himself up with his elbows; he'll search for a possibly left behind note later, first he's in the need for a large glass of cold water.
Before Gouenji can leave the bed the bedroom door opens and a tall man, wearing a white bathrobe enters the room. "Good morning, how's the headache?"
"A lot less now." A grin creeps on Gouenji's face, Robert didn't leave and apparently it wasn't just the alcohol that made him look better than he actually was. Robert is extremely handsome. "I see you had enough time to do your hair before I woke up?" Gouenji comments, fascinated by the amount of hair projects he possibly had to use to get it this smooth. "Naturally, I would not want you to see my bed hair after the first night we spent together. I intend to keep you around a little longer. Although you do look better than you described you would." Robert's smile exudes something lovingly, but his eyes are sparkling with mischief and it makes Gouenji wonder exactly what he blurred out in his drunk state.
"If you sit down then I could tame your pubic hair for you. I happen to be very skilled with my fingers and hair gel." To that Robert just laughs and a knock on the door follows. "It seems our breakfast is here." He rolls in a cart with a small sized chocolate fountain and a basket filled with fruit. The older man crawls over the bed with a strawberry dipped in the bittersweet chocolate and he proceeds to feed him. Gouenji doesn't ask, nor complain, he's letting it all coming over him. They feed each other, share some delicious, hot, chocolate kisses and cuddle in each other's arms, until Robert removes all the white sheets that were covering Gouenji's still naked body. "Robert, what are you— ah!"
The now lukewarm, melted chocolate is being poured over the blonde's chest, from his collarbone all the way down to his crotch. "Don't ask," Robert murmurs in a deep voice. "but enjoy, Shuuji." Gouenji's eyes widen, did he even tell him about that part of his life? Robert isn't granting him much time to think about it, a hot, wet tongue connects with his skin. His tongue is slowly sliding down over Gouenji's chest, round his nipples, over his rips, teasing at his belly button and lower and lower he goes. Gouenji is pressing the back of his head deeper against the pillow, hands holding onto the futon and he lets a soft gasp escape from his lips when Robert's tongue touches the tip of his semi-hard erection. He lets his tongue circle around the tip, brushing his lips across the full length and a teasing nibble on the head. "Robert" he moans, not able to restrain himself any longer. He doesn't need to opens his eyes to know that the other male is smirking, smirking against his skin, because of his reaction and everything is feeling too dazzling for Gouenji right now to even feel embarrassed since Robert is finally closing his lips around the tip of his member and is taking him in. Inch by inch, slowly devouring him whole and raw. Robert's mouth is hot and slick around him, his thumbs are pressing on his thighs and – oh that man has experience. Gouenji's toes are curling, he's clenching the sheets desperately in his hands that they're stiffing and starting to cramp but it's worth it. Every stroke that man makes, every swirl of his tongue and the popping sound his mouth makes every time his dick pops out. It's too much, it's all too much. Gouenji stops mid-breath, his vision goes blank as he's arching his back and throwing his head back into his neck as he comes hard in Robert's mouth. His body is quivering until he collapses flat on the mattress, panting as if he was playing an intensive match before.
Robert lets him pant and catch his breath while he wipes over his own mouth with a tissue, spitting of what remained in his mouth from Gouenji's seed into it before he tosses it in the bin. Together with the used condoms from last night and the early morning. Robert leans over him and gives him a kiss on his mouth, it tastes a little salty. "Would you fancy a shower, Shuuji?" Robert's hands roam over Gouenji's chest and he licks some of the remaining chocolate off his own hand. He agrees immediately; he's not letting the chance to see the man above him naked one more time slide.
Both men step into the shower, now that there's more light around them Gouenji is able to admire Robert's full body even better. His broad shoulders, toned muscles, clearly visible abs and then there's his pubic hair. It's not too wild but it's definitely there and for some reason that he can't explain Gouenji wants to kneel down and run his fingers through it. Now that he thinks about it— why wouldn't he? After the intense night they had and all the work he has done, it's only natural to return the favour. Gouenji starts with placing his hands on Robert's back, gently massaging his shoulders by squeezing and pressing with his thumbs against his skin. He can feel Robert leaning backwards a little more, that must mean that he's enjoying it. From the shoulders he runs his fingers down over the spine until he reaches his lower back. The blonde slides his arms around his waist to caress over the other man's abs, instead of moving down to the particular place he wants to feel him most, and Robert probably wants Gouenji's hands to be too; he drags his hands up over his chest until he reaches his nipples and pinches them hard. He rubs over them, squeezes them between his thumb and index finger until he can hear the older man moan and beg him to go down on him like he made Gouenji do before. But the noises he is oh so impatiently waiting for stay away. It bothers him to the core and inside his stomach he is able to feel his irritation and anger grow. Fine, he'll have it his way, Gouenji will make Robert squirm underneath his touch. He spins the other man around and by pressing his palms on Robert's chest he forces him against the wall. The older man merely quirks a brow in curiosity as Gouenji shakily brings himself to his knees.
Robert is big, not just any size of big, he's enormous and it does make him wonder how he's ever going to get him fully into his mouth. That thought fades away when he thinks of that he already had this man almost completely in this body and managed to enjoy it, there is nothing he has to worry about. "Don't be shy," Robert's voice sounds mockingly when Gouenji folds his fingers around the soft penis. It feels...different like this. Robert directly notices his lover's struggle and smiles warmly. "Pretend you're stroking yourself, you've done that before, right?" Is his advice. A deep, dark blush creeps on Gouenji's cheeks, he never felt this prude before about giving a blowjob to someone, but he does as he was told and starts with gently stroking his cock. He's able to feel it growing in his hand and that gives him a slight boost of confidence, he's doing it right at least. Feeling more daring now, he circles his tongue around the tip just like he felt Robert do before. The answer from the man receiving the blowjob is a content hum. Gouenji smiles as he presses the palate of his sharp tongue flat against his length. His lips now fully close around Robert's erection and inside his mouth he can feel it throb. He draws his tongue back slowly and sucks hard around the tip, then back down until Robert's length reaches the back of his pallet this time and he can taste it all across his tongue, feel the beat of his own heart and the pulse of Robert in his mouth until he can't tell which he is anymore. Robert's hand buries itself between his wet, blonde locks, he guides Gouenji's mouth over his own cock until his nose is pressed against the man's abdomen and his dark pubic hair tickles his face. Gouenji feels the urge to gag, but fortunately Robert allows him to withdraw before that happens. The younger male looks up, feeling extremely content with himself when he sees what it's doing to the more experienced man. Gouenji licks his way back up, first the thighs, then the stomach and the chest all the way up to his neck. Robert's big hands grope his ass and spread his butt cheeks. When he feels the man's erection rubbing over his own he understands what is going to happen next. Before he knows it Robert has lifted him up, Gouenji's arms and legs wrap tightly around the taller male and by the time Robert has forced himself inside once more, this time a little smoother because he's still quite stretched from the night before and the water is serving as a lubricant, Gouenji knows it's not just a fling. He has somehow gotten himself in the position as Robert's secret lover, his toy boy, a inamoratos, and he is already loving it.
The affair between him and Robert has been active for one and a half year now it's still as exciting as the first day they started this. He buys him presents, from expensive neckties, shoes, and accessories to specially made uniforms and toys to pleasure one another with. Robert introduced him to his wife as a business companion. The connection between his job and Gouenji's position as Chairman was difficult to make, but Robert assured him that his wife would not question it. His wife, Jill, is a loving woman who travelled with him from New York to Japan; together with their daughter Sophia. She invited him over for dinner a couple of times, to which Gouenji politely agreed.
Not only does Gouenji get spoiled wit the latest technology, Robert takes him out for 'business' trips to Europe. They visited Monaco together, besides tourism Monaco also has an extensive banking sector; the reputation of the country such as tax haven contributes delightful atmosphere. In recent years, some talk of regularization in this sector, but foreigners, except French nationals, still don't have to wear off the income taxes. Robert claimed to be very interested in their economy and wanted to investigate it further. In reality, the two of them spent their days strolling over the snow white beaches and swimming in the beautiful turquoise sea. Their evenings consisted of exclusive massages and long, romantic dinners in the fanciest restaurants. A couple of weeks later he got an invitation to travel along with Robert to Barcelona, a major trading city and he was interested in doing business with them, but instead Robert introduced him to the world of gambling in the famous and very exclusive Monte Carlo Casino, that is located on the same as their expensive Hotel de Paris, accompanied by Cafe de Paris where they enjoyed the finest tastes of Paris. Naturally, after spending three nights in that magnificent hotel their curiosity for the cultural and artistic delights of France awakened and merely a week later the couple arrived at Gare du Nord and visited all the cultural heritages their travel guide book recommended.
"Oi," Gouenji opens his eyes, in front of him is dangling a beer bottle; held between two fingers, behind it two legs covered with a green fabric. "You've been spacing off all evening, where's your mind at?" The voice belongs to Fudou Akio, usually he would not be in the mood to start a casual chat with the man who stole his previous love of his life from him, but after tonight he's leaving with Robert to New York for a midweek. Nothing can ruin this blissful prospect, not even Fudou. Gouenji accepts the bottle from and brings his lips to the rim of it. "I didn't think you'd notice." He makes a sour face. Beer, that's something he hasn't consumed in months. Ever since he got himself involved with Robert he hasn't drunk anything else but the finest wines and most expensive bottles of champagne. This cheap, barely alcohol containing liquid isn't much of his linking anymore.
"You've been acting different lately, don't think Yuuto'd notice but I certainly did." Yuuto¸ this man using his best friend's first name makes him cringe less than he used to do, but it's still a displeasure for his ears. "And since when are you paying this kind of attention to me? Don't tell me that you're bored of Kidou already." Yes, Gouenji did change, Robert made him change and he's content with the person he is today. The other man snorts. "Hell no, I ain't, but it seems you are."
Gouenji's heart skips a beat in his chest, he couldn't possibly— and Kidou wouldn't. No, there is no way that Kidou told him about his confession years ago. Even though he can feel his blood rushing through his head he replies calmly: "And what is that supposed to mean?" He takes another sip of his beer, my this tastes awful. He wishes he would be enjoying one of Robert's bottles right now, accompanied by him instead of this still homeless-looking man, despite he's been living together with the wealthy Kidou for years now.
"I know you've had a crush on Yuuto since you were like fourteen."
Gouenji is trying his best to not spit the beer he's holding in his mouth over the man next to him, although he'd love to, and remain the unreadable expression on his face but it's too late; Fudou saw right through him. "I might have fancied your boyfriend for a while, but what does that have anything to do with the situation we're in now?"
"Could you cut the crap already? What on bloody earth is going on with you. You dress differently, you speak differently and your acts, I ain't recognising you at all anymore with your designer clothes and stupid shoes. Dontcha think we'd notice you have new clothes like this almost every month? And not to speak of those watches and belts for every outfit and your new iPhone 6."
Gouenji tugs with his finger on his own collar, the heath his rising underneath his feet and he shifts uncomfortably on the couch. "My taste has indeed changed over the past year, can you blame a man for experimenting with a new life style?"
"No, you can't, but you need money for that." Fudou twists his body so he can look Gouenji right in the eye. "Tell me, Shuuya, are you dealing drugs?"
To that, Gouenji bursts out in laughter. Had he feared just now that his cover was totally blown, he should have known a man as simple minded as Fudou Akio would never be able to find out the truth. "Oh Fudou," he starts once his laughter subsided. "there is still so much you need to learn about the real world, not everything contains of drugs and other illegal paths to walk your life on. If this is what you or Kidou, or anyone else is worried about then you can now ease your hearts. No, I am not involved with drugs."
Fudou squints his eyes suspiciously but the way his shoulders relax tell him that he apparently trusts Gouenji on his word. "Is that all?" He asks.
"Yeah," Fudou shrugs and turns his face to his boyfriend on the other side of the room; intensely discussing new techniques and formations with Endou. "Suppose that's it." Fudou rises from his seat and dusts off his hands on his green trousers. "Thank you for the beer." Gouenji raises his bottle to him. The brunette smiles and just when he's about to leave the other alone for the night Gouenji's phone vibrates on the coffee table in front of the two men. Gouenji can see that Fudou is eying his phone and he knows it's over now, because he was foolish enough to add a little, red heart behind Robert's name. "Robert?" Fudou smirks. "Who's that?" Gouenji rapidly grabs his phone from the table and stuffs it into his pocket before the man with a grin as if he just won the lottery can read the content of the text message Robert sent him. Gouenji sighs deeply; he might as well tell him now because honestly, he'd like to rub his affaire into his face like they did half a year ago and make that insufferable grin of him disappear. "If you want to know so badly, that's my boyfriend."
Instead of being surprised, Fudou's mischievous smirk only grows wider. The brunette places his hands on his hips and leans in to the confidence losing man. "So that's how it is. The Chairman found himself a pimp."
"Excuse me?!" Gouenji can feel the anger rise from within him, how dare he offend Robert like that.
"You know what I mean." Fudou clicks with his tongue. "He's buying you presents, taking you on various trips and tells 'ya everything you wanna hear. You fall in love and you're prepared to do anything for your sugar daddy."
"Sounds familiar?" Gouenji sinks back into the cushions of the couch, pretending to be unimpressed by his words. He would never doubt Robert's intentions.
"Then suddenly the old man needs money, he's deep in debt 'cause of all the expensive presents he bought you. You can't return the used tie and the slightly damaged shoes, the watch is already worn out and he can't sell an iPhone with a little crack. But that doesn't matter," Fudou's grinning like a maniac at this moment, explaining his theory like he's Sherlock Holmes himself, but even more self-righteous and complacent than they portray him on the BBC series. "It doesn't matter 'cause he knows how you can easily drop the debt."
"Don't you dare finish that sentence." He growls, but it only makes Fudou's amusement grow.
"Of course, he first tells you that he'd never want to put you in that position, but as the days pass his desperation for money increases, together with your guilt. You sleep with other men and he assures you it's just this once, but before you know it you're in Amsterdam; selling your own body behind the windows."
"That's enough!" Gouenji jolts up, grabbing his former teammate by his collar and ready to land his fist on his jaw. If words won't make that smug grin vanish then he'll have to use brute force. "Oi," Fudou places his palms on Gouenji's chest and gives him a soft push backwards; causing the blonde to fall back on the couch. "it was just a theory, no need to get so worked up 'bout it." His brow raises amusedly and he can't help but add: "Unless you recognise yourself in it?"
Gouenji, who doesn't want to raise the other's suspicion grabs Fudou's sleeve and forces him to sit next to him on the sofa. "If I tell you the whole story, will you shut the fuck up?"
Fudou simply smiles, pretty damn content with himself. "There's the Gouenji Shuuya I know."
Gouenji confesses everything to the man next to him. How he felt when Kidou rejected him, what he had to go through when Kidou and Fudou admitted their relationship together and how he met Robert that night. He tells him about how they've been doing this for eighteen months now, he tells him about the presents and the business trips and how he's certain that Robert would never do something like that to him. Fudou is still a little suspicious of him at the end of the story, but he did listen quietly without making fun of Gouenji, and honestly the blonde feels a huge weight being lifted off his shoulders. He never spoke with anyone about this matter before, it always has to be in secret while Gouenji is dying to share how in love and happy he is. Fudou listens to his stories, their various trips to Europe and the nerves Gouenji felt the first time he met Robert's wife.
"So, you're dating a married man?"
Gouenji nods slowly while playing with the silver ring around his finger; a symbol of their love. He let it come all the way from Germany, it has cost him quite a sum of money but he explained that Gouenji was worth it, and he had never taken it off ever since he gave it to him to celebrate their one year anniversary. "I am, but he's unhappy in his marriage. They already divorced once, but when Robert told her he would be moving to Japan and fight for the custody over their child if they had to they decided to try it again. They remarried later, here in Japan, but for him it was just to make their daughter happy. He doesn't feel anything for his wife anymore." Gouenji feels like he has to defend himself, and he doesn't like it at all.
"Dontcha feel guilt or shame whenever she invites you over? The loving wife is having dinner with her husband's young lover. Her replacement."
Gouenji hesitates before he answers. "No, I don't. Their love died long ago, they sleep in separate bedrooms and there is no physical contact between the two of them. Robert is trapped in his marriage and I make him happy, and I'm indenting to do that for a very long time."
He expected a preach about how what he's doing is wrong and he should date a man his own age, but he almost forgot he's talking to Fudou here. "Sure, whatever floats your boat." He shrugs. "Yuuto and I kept our relationship a secret too for a long while. Might have been a different situation, but I wouldn't have done it any other way if I had to do it over." Gouenji almost can't believe what he's hearing, Fudou is approving his relationship with Robert, in his own way— but he doesn't think any differently of him. Gouenji had always feared the reaction and judgement of his friends, but maybe he shouldn't be so dubious of what they would think of him. They're his best, and closest friends after all. Maybe they deserve a little more trust. "Thank you, Fudou. I mean it."
"Eh," Fudou rolls with his eyes and gets up once again, before he leaves he turns to Gouenji. "if you ever need help or anything, I'm willing to listen. Yuuto would too. Good luck." Fudou just confirmed for him what Gouenji was just thinking about. Not now and especially not tonight, but maybe sooner than he thought; he could tell them about his affaire.
Gouenji shuts the car door of his brand new, red Aston Martin Vanquish. It's a car from Robert's company and Gouenji is 'borrowing' it. He gave Gouenji the keys and told him he's free to use it whenever he wants, and of course gratefully makes use of his opportunity. Gouenji shows the porter his visitors card, although he already recognises Gouenji by now and he hardly needs to show it these days, and presses the button for the 24th floor. Robert has a break and asked Gouenji to come over. He opens his office door with a smirk.
"The USP mailman is here for a certain Robert Quinn?"
Robert smiles when he hears his lover's voice and leans back on his office chair. "I don't recall ordering something?" Gouenji approaches the older man and walks around his desk while Robert turns his chair to him. The blonde places his hands on the arm rests of the chair and leans in to the other male. "I am here to deliver a special package." A sly smirk curls on Robert's lips as he brushes his hand up over Gouenji's thigh while remaining eye contact with him. "And I see that you're carrying my mirror around?"
Robert, getting used to Gouenji's pickup lines moves his hands up to Gouenji's hips. "I am?" He asks while he draws him closer so the younger male ends up sitting on his lap. Gouenji nudges the tips of their noses together and ghosts over Robert's lips while speaking. "Yes, because I can see myself in your pants." Robert laughs and greets him with a warm kiss. "I'm glad you could make it." He murmurs while nuzzling in the crook of Gouenji's neck. "Hmm, your perfume makes me react like Pavlov's dog." He guides Gouenji's hand to his own crotch. "I've been waiting for you."
Gouenji immediately understands what this means and lets himself slide off his partner's lap onto the floor, right underneath his desk. His hands are resting on Robert's thighs before he spreads his legs and kisses the front of his trousers. "Your legs are like an Oreo Cookie - I want to split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle." He mutters against the fabric while his fingers are eagerly reaching out for the zipper.
With a firm grip, Gouenji pulled the older male's semi-hard cock from his underwear, grinning at the sight. He has done this more often than he can count, but seeing Robert getting turned on from just the thought of him still amuses him and makes him feel special. Gouenji's breath brushes over Robert's member and causes the owner to shudder, his gaze slowly turning into lust. Robert almost groaned at the heat and wetness of Gouenji's tongue as it brushed over the sensitive skin. He sucks gently on the tip and gets awarded with a quiet groan from the gray male. He glances up at the other, the blonde bangs tickling the other male's skin. He lowers his gaze back down and moves his hand to grip the base of Robert's shaft, stroking it gently before beginning to pump it at a slow pace as his mouth worked his way around the it. He circles his tongue over the head, his salvia leaving the skin glossy. With a pop, he pulled his mouth off the tip a, knowing that Robert enjoys the feeling and sound of it, and he drags his tongue down over the length, licking the skin eagerly. He is able to feel Robert becoming harder within his grip. Kissing his way back to the end with the occasional suck here and there.
He slowly quickens the pace of his pumps over the base of Robert's cock, liking the head a few more times before finally taking it back into his mouth. Robert groans quietly once more that the welcoming heat, his hand finding its way around the back of Gouenji's head and fingers running through Gouenji's hair. He presses him down slightly, wanting the blonde to take him in more. He complies and slowly slides his mouth down further, getting about halfway before stopping. Someone is knocking on the door.
"Come in."
Gouenji is stunned and withdraws himself, this time without the popping sound so he won't reveal himself. "Sir, I am well aware that you are having a break but this is urgent and needs your attention."
"Of course, I was thinking about going back to work anyway. Take a seat and we'll discuss it."
"Thank you, sir." Gouenji can hear the footsteps of the young male approaching and he takes a seat on the other side of Robert's desk. He holds his breath, well aware of how close the other man is, one wrong move from his side and he could find out what is going on underneath his boss' desk. Then Gouenji feels a soft nudge on his side, Robert is pressing with his shoe against his body. Gouenji looks up, trying to meet his eyes, but the other man is fixated on the documents in front of him. "Please continue." He tells his employee, and another nudge with his foot follows.
Gouenji gets the hint. He moves back up again with his mouth just over the head before pushing back down. He repeats his actions, bobbing his head over the other male's length, dragging his tongue over the hot skin and sucking the tip when he pulls back. He can feel his own erection pressing against the tight fabric, demanding some attention as well. Sucking off your boyfriend in secret with someone else in the room is certainly a turn on and as blunt as Gouenji is; he guides Robert's foot to his crotch. The other man understands what he has to do, it's quid pro quo. Robert's voice doesn't even quirk when Gouenji gives a hard suck on the tip, but he however can't suppress a muffed sound with Robert's dick in his mouth when the older man presses a little harder against his crotch. He groans as he moves his hand off Robert's shaft, letting out a slow breath as he takes in more of the length, trying his best to relax and forget about the foot pressing against his rock hard erection. He gently lays his hands on the other male's thighs and bobs his head a couple of times over his length before taking in more. When Robert moves the tip of his shoe over Gouenji's crotch, he lets a moan vibrate through the man's cock, and he gets rewarded with a quiet groan from the older man. He rolls his tongue over the tip and laps at the pre-cum that spills from the split before taking Robert's cock back into his mouth, deep-throating him with more ease this time.
"And that would be all?" Robert's voice does have a quiver this time and it makes Gouenji smile proudly. He has Robert in control, with a simple flick with his tongue he can dominate the man and bring him down to his knees if he wanted to.
"Yes, sir. Thank you for your time." Gouenji hears papers rustling, a chair being shoved back and shortly after the closing of the door. He pulls back and lets out a long breath, finally, but Robert, who is close to his climax, doesn't grand his lover a break. His free hand moves underneath the desk to push Gouenji completely over his member this time.
"Shit," the man hisses quietly as Gouenji moves faster, his actions are beginning to drive Robert crazy. At his limits, Robert sits up a bit more and grabs Gouenji's head forcefully, thrusting his hips forward. Gouenji gags in surprise, gripping the other male's pants tightly as the older man moves in and out of his mouth at a semi-fast pace, his hips thrusting fully forward each time. Just as Gouenji begins to think that he can't take much more of the taller man's driving his cock down his throat, he feels Robert's hot semen gush down his throat.
Gouenji pulls back, the cum spilling over his tongue as Robert is sinking back on his chair, letting out a loud sigh of satisfaction. Gouenji rises shortly after from his position on the floor, only to receive a kiss from his content lover. "Shuuya, we need to talk." Gouenji flinches subconsciously, usually Robert refrains from using his first name and sticks to the name he wore as the Holy Emperor. He guides his lover to sit on his desk and rests one of his hands on Gouenji's thigh. "My wife found out about us, or rather, she knows that I'm having an affair. Right now she's suspecting my secretary, not you."
Gouenji isn't sure what he's feeling right now. Shock, because his wife found out, relief because she doesn't know it is him, and fear. The fear of losing Robert. "And now?" He asks, his voice a little shaky.
"She is threatening me with a divorce, unless I come clean to her and admit my mistake. Then there could be a chance that she would forgive me and we could stay together. Naturally, a man would choose for his family. I have a daughter to take care of, after all and it would only be fair to tell my wife the truth."
Gouenji feels his heart sink inside his chest and he's certain that the disappointment and heartbreak is written all over his chest. He should have listened to Fudou and stick to a man of his own age, but it's too late to go over that now. Gouenji is already too deeply in love with this man to shrug this whole affair off and continue with his life. Maybe he should have realised sooner that it was never meant to be between the two of them. There had never been anything special, Gouenji was Robert's escape from his awful marriage, but when it comes down to it; he will stay loyal to his wife. How could he have been so naive to think that this could have turned in to something serious?
"But that's not what I want." Gouenji looks up, how he was unable to look the other man in the eye first, now he's staring directly into his deep, blue eyes. "I want you, Shuuji." Robert slides his arm around the blonde's waist and draws him closer. "Would you like to be more than just my secret lover?"
"I...I don't ...," Gouenji he stumbles over his words. "I don't understand. What about Sophia?"
Robert brings his hand up and caresses Gouenji's cheek with the back of his hand. "Sophia is almost eighteen. It will be painful for her, but eventually she'll understand. I am sure that she has sensed that there is no romance left between her parents. A divorce between the two people you love is never easy to go through, but I have been living in a lie for almost eighteen years too. You make me the happiest man and you brought the light in my life back, something I thought I lost many, many years ago. I can't lie anymore, Shuuji. I am in love with you."
"Robert..." Gouenji is overwhelmed with emotion, he is feeling like a character in an unbelievably romantic and unrealistic fanfiction, but it makes him more than happy. He wraps his arms around Robert's neck and gives him a long kiss on his lips. "I love you too."
Having that said, he sealed their relationship with a kiss, and afterwards they had another round on Robert's desk until he had to go back to work. By the time Gouenji stepped inside his Aston Martin again, there had been a smile on his face similar to a child's on Christmas morning.
Gouenji takes a sip from his champagne glass, he's in the same pub as where it all started. The pub where Kidou celebrated his anniversary with Fudou after confessing they had been in a relationship for years, and where Gouenji met his own partner; Robert.
"Are you having fun, love?" An arm slides around his waist and a kiss is pressed against his temple. Gouenji greets the man with a smile. "I am, what about you?"
"Your friend Kidou is definitely a go-getter, exactly like you described." Gouenji chuckles and places his hand on his boyfriend's chest. "If you need help, give me a sign. I'll try to make time for you." He grins cheekily. "Thank you, but that won't be necessary." Robert grins back at the shorter male. "I can handle him. If you'd excuse me now. I told him I'd be getting a drink for the both of us, and then I'd be right back."
"Good luck, tiger. Show him your best side!" Gouenji yells after him.
"I must say I'm surprised." Gouenji doesn't necessarily need to turn around to know who said that. "I'll take that as a compliment." He smiles at the brunette.
"You should, it definitely is one. I might go get myself a 'Robert' too in a couple of years." Fudou smirks. "Or maybe I'll become one."
"You'll need more money for that." The both males laugh and Fudou punches the blonde's shoulder and snickers. "Did you see Yuuto's jaw drop when you introduced him as your boyfriend?"
"I certainly did, do you think he is jealous?"
"Can't you see, his goggles are green with envy." Gouenji shakes his head while laughing and turns his face to see how his boyfriend is doing. Kidou has been questioning him ever since he got the chance to speak with him in private. "I guess I was wrong 'bout your sugar daddy." Fudou snorts. "He seems like a nice man, and seeing the look in his eyes whenever he looks at you, I'm quite sure he's not just gonna run off with someone younger than you."
Gouenji gives the snickering brunette a nudge against his side with his elbow. "Thank you Fudou, I appreciate it."
"Alright, that's as far as I can go with my compliments. I'm gonna take a leak now. I'll text you later with what Yuuto thinks of him." And the brunette disappears into the crowd.
But apparently a text from his former teammate won't be necessary, because around the end of the night Kidou approaches him and asks him if they can speak somewhere more privately.
Gouenji deeply inhales the cold, fresh air once they get outside. Neither of them knows how to start and it makes him realise that they haven't spoken to each other without at least one of their friends around in a long time. That suddenly saddens him, but his feeling of curiosity is too strong to ruin his mood. "What do you think of him?"
"He..." Kidou shoves his hands in the pockets of his coat and purses his lips before he continues. "He seems like a good man."
Gouenji lets out a clearly audible sigh of relief. "You have no idea how glad I am to hear that coming from you." Kidou smiles faintly. "Of course, I was a little surprised at first. I hadn't imagined that your boyfriend would be this..."
"Old?"
"...I was going to say mature." They both laugh, finally, the ice is broken and the heavy atmosphere between them is gone. "You might learn a thing or two from him."
"Believe me," A smirk curls on Gouenji's lips. "I already have." Suddenly, Kidou places a hand on Gouenji's shoulder and looks him directly in the eye. "If he makes you happy, then I am happy for you too. You deserve it." He's not sure what they're doing but somehow the two men find themselves in a tight embrace with each other. Gouenji clutches the fabric of Kidou's blazer in his hands and he can feel Kidou's arms wrap tightly around his waist. They haven't had any physical contact in years, ever since Gouenji's confession things hadn't been the same between them, but that is slowly changing now. They are both accepting how their past has brought them here together tonight, and Gouenji wouldn't have want it any other way.
"So, I suppose you're truly over me now?" Kidou asks when they both withdraw from the hug.
"Yeah, I guess I am."
"Good." Kidou smiles at the slightly taller man and at the same time they reach out to each other. With their arms tightly wrapped around each other's side, the both of them return inside to be reunited with their partners again.