~ I Noticed~
The warm water drips down his shapely, firm form. A pale hand belonging to the body mentioned glides through the now-wet silver hair, pulling the slick strands back. The silverette's head tilts back, relaxing as the warm water skims over his face soothingly. He slips into a restful haze, breathing slowly, calmly. He doesn't care to notice the white tiles or the white walls. The navy blue shower curtain didn't even register in his mind as he undressed tiredly and stepped lightly under the welcoming warm water.
He also didn't notice that only moments he stepped into the shower, the bathroom door opened. He didn't hear the shuffling noises of someone else undressing, or even the shower curtain briefly opening and closing.
He does notice, however, when a smooth, slender body pushes up against him from behind as he's putting shampoo in his hair. He stops for several moments before a beautifully familiar voice reaches the silverette's ears.
"Welcome home, Riku." purrs the voice. Forgetting the shampoo half in his hair and half in his hand, Riku slowly turns, savoring the butterfly touches their bodies share. This time, he takes note of everything he sees; or rather, everything about the other male that was once behind him. This angel has chocolate brown spikes for hair that stick up no matter how wet he becomes and alluring sea-blue eyes. His face is smooth and beautiful; Riku gasps inaudibly at the sight despite the countless times he's seen him.
"When did you get here?" Riku mutters, reaching to touch the brunette's hair.
"Just now." the slender one replies with a smile. "Hmm." is the only reply Riku gives before leaning into his lover and kissing his neck softly. He moves slowly downward until he reaches the crook between his neck and shoulder but stops there. "Why are you home so early, Sora?"
Sora replies, "Mmm… I finished work early and decided to come home… to surprise you…" he replies, shivering slightly from Riku's warm breath upon his tan skin.
Riku pulls back and looks softly at his lover before expressing his thankful emotion with loving kiss. Sora kisses back just as fervently and fits his body against the silverette's. The combination of warm water and the presence of each other unwind their stresses from the workday. Sora's hands work their way into Riku's soaking hair, unintentionally lathering the soap from before.
But Riku notices. He chuckles against Sora's lips, "Hmp, if you wash my hair anymore enthusiastically, my hair will smell like Axe for a week."
Sora pauses for a moment, before pushing himself even harder up against his lover's body and further entangles his hands into the silverette's hair. Riku inhales sharply at the contact. "Maybe that was my intention." he says with a coy smirk.
"Continue with these intentions and I'll create some of my own." Riku growls in a sultry way.
"Now we're getting somewhere…"
Riku barks out a laugh before replying, "Oh, I see how it is; I'm your sex toy."
"And if you are…?" Sora replies before nipping at the sensitive skin right under the silverette's jaw.
"You won't get any." retorts the silverette with a glare. He pulls away and leans against the white-tiled shower wall with an annoyed expression.
But Sora just giggles. "You're so cute when you pout." Then the blue-eyed angel saunters a step over to the silverette and snuggles up to the taller man's chest. Although Riku's arms are crossed, he simply can't resist the chocolate-haired cherub; soon his arms are encircled around the younger's body, holding him close. Still, he looks away, glaring at a guilty tile on the wall.
Sora giggles again before kissing the silverette's jaw and whispering in his ear, "I was just kidding, Riku." Only then does Riku relent and returns affection to the younger. Their lips meet once again, but the ambiance changes into a more heated atmosphere. Soon, tongues are battling for dominance within each other's mouths and hands start roaming tantalizingly, rising shivers out of each other.
Riku pivots them until Sora is pinned against the wall, but the brunette uses this to his advantage. Keeping one hand implanted in Riku's long, soft locks, his other hand trails its nails over the elder's back, earning a shiver from the receiver. Then his hand is near Riku's hips, which he holds still for a moment before lightly thrusting against him. Riku gives an audible gasp, before growling and thrusting back while nipping at Sora's 'spot' on his neck.
"Ah! Not... fair." he exclaims. Riku smirks; no matter what Sora may pull, Riku will always win at this game. But then again…
Really, the most important part to Riku is making Sora moan. He kisses down Sora's neck, over his collar bone (only pausing the rhythm to nip at the collar bone; Riku receives another 'Ah!'), and down his chest. Riku finds a nipple and attacks it with his lips and tongue, oh-so-slightly suckling it. His hand rubs and teases the other ripple, silently telling it to be patient until it's its turn. On his stomach, something hard lightly prods at him; Riku knows it's involuntary, but that makes him smile all the more in self-satisfaction.
He switches nipples, but adds to the excitement. While he sucks lightly on the other nipple, he grabs the warmth that had been prodding his stomach. Sora gasps, his eyes rolling to the back of his head until he gains control of senses again. Riku slowly pumps his lover's erection, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout Sora's body. The brunette's want for Riku increases; he wants to touch him, kiss him, and love him, even though he'd been doing so already. It is a most profound calling, one that couldn't be explained with a million words. But it's there, taking over him and there's nothing he could do to stop it even if he wanted to.
Once both nipples had caused Sora to moan and pant appropriately, Riku decides to further notice his lover's throbbing member that so desperately needs attention. He gives butterfly kisses down Sora's chest and stomach lightly until he gets down to the neglected member. Glancing up, he meets Sora's lustful intense gaze. For a moment, all Riku do is stare at the flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, entranced by the droplets of water falling down from his lover's temple, hair, and eyelids. He suddenly wishes for a photographic memory, but then turns his attention southern.
He contemplates a moment, searching for a plan of action, but soon starts as to not keep his restless lover waiting. He starts at the bottom of the shaft, and sensually licks his way up. It twitches, and Riku can't resist the urge to smirk just a little. He kisses the head, and then takes it slowly into his mouth, suckling slightly. Sora throws his head back and releases a small 'Ah!' but Riku continues to descend slowly. His tongue draws the contours of the brunette's pride and reaches all the way to the bottom of the shaft, where he starts to nod his head. Within moments, sexy mewls pour out of Sora's mouth, making Riku's own erection get harder. But he consoles the provocative images that flash through his mind as a result of the seductive sounds by telling them 'soon'.
His tongue finds a particular spot he had been truly searching for; Sora moans get louder and needier every time Riku licks it just right, which he does often. The electric shocks become excruciatingly frequent, and Sora has to interlock his fingers into silver locks of hair just to keep himself sane. But right before the brunette reaches the great release, Riku stops and languidly withdraws. Sora makes a sound of protest, but it's silenced only a moment later by Riku's lips. The silverette consoles Sora's need slightly by pumping the throbbing erection below, but after Sora's thigh is brushed by a foreign heated rod, Sora sets to work against his boyfriend.
Sora uses his slender body to his advantage. He knows Riku's dominance has turned into compliance, and so with his body he persuades Riku to lean on him. With a knee in between his legs and a hand stroking his side and erection, Sora lets out a little mewl and kisses the hollow of Riku's throat. A shiver flows all the way down Riku's spine, and a low growl escapes through his teeth.
But Sora's goal is to make Riku need him. His kisses his way down, only stopping at particular spots that drive Riku crazy, until he gets to his boyfriend's nipples. He gives them a similar treatment that he himself had received, except instead of softly suckling he licks all the way around in sensual wet circles. The electricity shoots up Riku's spine, but somehow still goes south as well. The shock is absorbed, but a feeling of pleasure pools into his stomach at an alarming rate as Sora works his magic on his chest and pulsating member. Then suddenly, Sora pulls the trigger; he quickly lets go of Riku's manhood, but then thrusts, showing him what he needs.
Riku moans and agrees fully with Sora's unsaid demand. He guides Sora to the corner of the shower, silver hair against the tile. Sora is way ahead of his boyfriend, and whips out a bottle of body wash. Riku takes it and pops open the lid with a small pop. After hastily giving himself munificent amount, he slathers it onto his own manhood. Then a searing kiss is given to the brunette and Riku's hand simultaneously caresses Sora's thigh while lifting it up caringly. Soon Riku has Sora's weight completely, but the brunette is too light for him to care or notice.
Riku knows the poor brunette would break if he just thrusted in, so he sets about preparing his Sora. Leaning against the wall and using one arm to support Sora, he trails one hand down the tan back until he gets down to the buttocks. Sora's breaths hitches once the silverette finds his tight entrance. Riku teases it a bit by lightly circling the rim, earning a shiver. Then he inserts the first finger, slowly pumping in and out. Sora hisses, but before long he loosens, and Riku is able to insert two fingers. He pumps harder which causes Sora to yelp in pain, but not even a moment later, Riku skillfully finds his lover's prostrate. A surprised, throaty moan is released.
"Nng… Ah! Riku!" Sora pants; Riku growls in response. The leftover soap on Riku's hand helped prepare both of them; the feeling of Sora's now slick tight entrance on his finger is almost too much to stand. "P-please, Riku… Now!"
Sora must've read Riku's mind, because he is happy to oblige, and therefore removes his fingers. Once Riku's member is hovering just above Sora's entrance, Sora dives in for a desperate kiss. It's sloppy and wet, but it only heightens the moment. Finally, Riku thrusts up and lets Sora slide down slightly for easier access. Riku moans as Sora's eyes screw up and his lips let go a hiss from pain, but manages to Riku stop himself. It takes all of his willpower to resist the urge to sex him senseless, but his lover's tears are something he never wants to see unless he's smiling or moaning in pleasure along with it. So, he waits for assent to move. After a couple almost-painful moments, Sora nods, and Riku starts again slowly, desperately trying (and failing) to hold back moans. He can tell it's still painful for the brunette, but he's determined to change that.
Fighting again the urge to moan at the tightness of Sora, he tries to focus on finding that 'spot'. He directs his thrusts and slowly Sora begins to relax. Following his lover's relaxation, suddenly his breath picks up again and turns into pants. With a harder thrust, suddenly Sora's voice returns and he releases an 'Ah!' Riku makes sure he hits that spot again and again.
"Nng… harder, Riku…" Sora could swear he's seeing stars. Every time that spot is hit part of his sanity is completely lost in ecstasy. Riku picks up the pace, letting out a groan as pleasure pools at the bottom of his stomach. The levels rise with each thrust; he feels as if he could explode at the pressure. When he's fully inside Sora, an overwhelming wave of blissful tension soars throughout his body; Sora seems to be feeling the same way, for his moans get progressively louder with each filling thrust. Riku doesn't notice his own guttural moans and gasps, but Sora does. Riku knows he's about to come, but the seme wants them to release together. He grips his uke's erection and begins pumping in time to their thrusts. Within moments, both of them are almost at their limit.
"Ah…! Riku, I'm g-gonna c-cum… Ah!" His angel's words are enough to send Riku over the edge. And with a final long cry, both of them lose all coherent thought as pleasure takes over and courses purposefully through their veins. Sora's hot white seed shoots all over both their chests while Riku's release fills Sora just as much. Once both of them float back down to earth, so does their energy. Sora releases Riku from his weight, and stands upon his own feet, though somewhat shakily. Riku is there enough to notice and brings Sora to his chest, leaning against the shower wall still as puffs of steamy air leaves their lungs, becoming less and less like gasps with each breath. Sora strokes Riku's side softly while Riku pets Sora's hair affectionately.
"Hmm… I love you, Riku." Sora says sweetly, looking up at his silverette indolently.
"I noticed… I love you too, Sora."