Disclaimer: I do not own Yami No Matsuei. Wish I did.
Summary: Sequel to "There Must Have Been Something in the Eggnog" by Chazmy and me.
A/N: Hi all! I'm a long-time reader, first-time submitter. Many thanks to Chazmy who started the ball rolling and inspired and encourged me to write this. Thanks, babe! HUGE Muraki/Tsuzuki fan so this is my small way of "giving back" to all the great stories I've read over the years. Enjoy!
A New Year, A New Beginning
Tsuzuki stood outside the large door, nervous yet excited. It had been a week, Christmas Eve, since his first "encounter" with Muraki. A week too long.
He had replayed their steamy union over and over since then. The heady emotions were still as strong and as sharp as ever. The heady, passionate kisses, the way Muraki clutched and growled his name, bringing him to climax again and again.
So, when he received the invitation from Muraki at having the pleasure of his company for a New Year's Eve dinner, he was both apprehensive and excited at seeing the beautiful man again.
Taking a deep breath, he rang the bell.
On the other side of the door, the pale doctor checked his appearance and straightened the black satin tie for the fifteenth time that evening. Muraki had planned this evening carefully. He went to great lengths to make ensure his reunion with the beautiful brunette went off smoothly.
He was also bound and determined to take Tsuzuki slowly and sweetly, to thoroughly worship the gorgeous guardian. All night, if necessary, he thought with a grin. It was important for him to show the brunette that he could be a gentle and attentive lover as well as fiercely passionate as he had already well proven to Tsuzuki.
Muraki thought of nothing else since he and Tsuzuki had consummated their relationship at that fateful Christmas Eve party. He smiled as he remembered the feeling of having Tsuzuki's beautiful body beneath his, glistening and yielding. The way Tsuzuki welcomed every wild thrust of his hips; the way Tsuzuki arched against him unashamedly, crying for more; and most glorious of all, Tsuzuki admitting his desire for him. He replayed Tsuzuki's passionate moans and whimpers,
eager to hear them again, eager to hold Tsuzuki in his arms.
The doorbell rang.
Muraki shook himself out of his reverie to answer the front door. Once opened, his breath caught in his throat as he took in the vision of Tsuzuki elegantly clothed in black, his dark hair shining, those deep pools of violet staring back at him.
How beautiful he is, Muraki thought dreamily.
Clearing his throat, the doctor mentally jolted himself.
"It's wonderful to see you again, Tsuzuki-san," he drawled seducively. "Please come in. May I take your coat?"
Tsuzuki nodded and stepped inside. He shrugged out of his black trench as Muraki noted with appreciation the black tuxedo deftly framing the brunette's slender build and the purple bow tie matching the violet orbs to perfection.
"You look beautiful, Tsuzuki-san," Muraki whispered, noting with delight the rosy blush staining Tsuzuki's smooth cheeks.
"Thank you," Tsuzuki managed, although privately he thought Muraki was the beautiful one, noticing how impeccably dressed the doctor was. How broad those shoulders were; those silver eyes sparkling mischevously; the lush and kissable pale lips. Blushing even redder, Tsuzuki dug his nails into his palms. It was he all he could do to keep from ogling the taller man.
"Dinner will be ready momentarily. Shall we step outside for a breath of air?" Muraki offered.
"All right," agreed Tsuzuki, hoping a rush of night air would help in cooling his rapidly erotic thoughts and clear his heated brain.
Muraki lead the way to the picturesque garden filled with an abundance of flourishing flowers and lavish greenery. And along with the glorious sights, the sounds of crickets chirping and trickling water from a nearby pond, Tsuzuki couldn't help but feel serene. He tilted his head up to take in the wonderous sight of the inky black sky sprinkled with hundreds of twinkling stars.
The doctor watched him for a moment, taking in the lean sillouette of the Shinigami's profile and how the soft breeze gently lifted the strands of dark hair.
He's really here, Muraki marveled. Here, with me.
Tsuzuki gasped as he felt strong arms encircle his slender waist from behind.
"Tsuzuki-san, it's been too long," the taller man purred as he leaned over to nibble at the soft earlobe.
The brunette nodded and leaned into the warm caress. "Yes," he whispered, sighing softly as he nuzzled the doctor's cheek. Closing his eyes, he delighted in the feel of Muraki's lips tenderly nibbling his neck.
Muraki tightened his embrace. "It's a lovely night, ne?" he asked quietly.
Tsuzuki smiled and leaned fully against the doctor's chest.
"Yes, it is. I've never seen so many stars," Tsuzuki whispered back.
Muraki nodded. "Neither have I," he agreed. "I can't help but think that perhaps the heavens have deemed this to be an enchanted night."
"Is that so?" Tsuzuki responded lightly. Despite his light tone, the brunette's heart thumped harder. An enchanted night? A night where anything could happen?
A night where he could freely indulge in his desires? No guilt, no regrets?
He closed his eyes. "Yes," he thought. "An enchanted night." Slowly he turned his head to softly kiss Muraki's warm cheek.
Muraki went still as he felt the brunette's lips tenderly graze his cheek. His eyes slid shut as he relished Tsuzuki's gentle assault on his skin. Biting his lip, he resisted the urge to laugh as the feathery soft kisses were proving to be quite ticklish.
But a gasp gave way instead when sharp teeth sank into the side of his neck, immediately followed by soothing laps of a velvet tongue.
Muraki growled, turning Tsuzuki to face him. Startled, Tsuzuki stared up at the doctor, purple eyes all wide and blinking innocently.
"M-Muraki?"
Slowly, Muraki brought his hand to tilt Tsuzuki's delicate chin up. He drank in the vibrant violet eyes framed by thick lashes and slender brows. Gently, he stroked his thumb across Tsuzuki's cheek savoring the smoothness of the tender flesh.
Muraki brought his face closer to Tsuzuki's, pleased to hear the brunette's breath hitch in his throat. Gazing at Tsuzuki with half-lidded eyes, he leaned even closer, letting his lips brush with his beloved's whispering seductively, "Yes, Tsuzuki-san. An enchanted night, indeed."
Tsuzuki's heart skipped several beats as the pale doctor gently stroked his cheek. He was mesmorized by the glittering silver eyes that seemed to reflect the many stars twinkling in the deep night sky. His knees weakened as Muraki skimmed his lips and a silky tongue teased the bottom one. The brunette parted his mouth, eager to deepen the kiss and taste more, but Muraki had something else in mind.
Instead, the doctor lifted the dark head slightly to better nibble and lick the corner of Tsuzuki's mouth. He softly nipped along the smooth chin and cheek, trailing more butterfly caresses along jaw and temple.
Despite the feathery, light touches, Tsuzuki was panting and flushed. Moving his head this way and that as Muraki dragged his lips over his features, he bit his lip,
stifling a moan. Unable to hold back, he sighed Muraki's name and leaned closer to the strong pale frame. Muraki wrapped his arms around the slender body, holding the guardian close.
"Tsuzuki-san," he murmured, nuzzling the dark brown strands.
It was a side of the doctor Tsuzuki hadn't seen. He had expected a frantic and savage coupling much like their first time, not that he'd object to that.
But now, he thought as he snuggled closer, his head on Muraki's chest. He heard the strong, steady heartbeat and felt strong fingers stroke his hair and back.
Now, he's so gentle, he mused. And it's nice.
Just then, a loud rumble broke through the tranquil atmosphere. Muraki blinked as Tsuzuki groaned and buried his face in the doctor's chest, mortified that his stomach decided to choose this time to make itself heard.
Muraki laughed, ruffling his hair, "I take it that you're ready for dinner?"
Tsuzuki merely nodded, too embarrassed to look up.
"Then, shall we?" the doctor released Tsuzuki from his embrace, amused when the brunette again nodded, ducking his head to avoid looking at him
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