Coming to My Aid
Chapter 1: Lighting the Fuse
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Eiri was a little less than pleased to find his brother-in-law at the door. He'd already known it couldn't have possibly been Shuichi. His hyperactive young lover preferred beating on the door while calling out his name instead of ringing the doorbell.
"Do I need a reason to visit you, Eiri? It's been so long since I've seen you!" Tohma was his usual excessively cheerful self.
Eiri pinched his forehead, already feeling a headache coming on. "It's been two days since I've seen you. How can you possibly miss me in two days?"
Tohma chuckled. "Shindo-san misses you after just a few minutes. He's like a puppy."
"That's because he's a clingy little retard. You're just clingy." Eiri slipped a cigarette between his lips and lit the end before taking a long inhale. "Fine, come in."
Eiri flopped down on the couch, already frustrated with his unannounced guest. "Why did I have to answer the door?" he thought.
Tohma wasted no time making himself comfortable beside Eiri, yet still looked as professional as ever with his velvet-gloved hands folded in his lap. "So how's the new novel coming along?"
"It was coming along fine. I'm wasting time with you that I could be putting to better use writing, just so you know." Eiri glowered at his brother-in-law, yet Tohma's expression remained nonchalant. If there's anyone that piercing glare didn't work on, it was Tohma, and Eiri absolutely hated it. No matter how many daggers Eiri stared at him, Tohma would respond with the most innocent, unperturbed smile.
"Oh, I won't stay long. Relax. You're going to stress yourself out and get sick again." Tohma wagged his finger at his wife's brother as if he were scolding him. He scooted a little closer and ran his fingers through Eiri's hair.
"I'll relax once you leave." Eiri took a final drag on his cigarette before grinding the butt into the ashtray he kept beside the couch.
"Is it just the deadline that's got you all tense? Or is there something else going on?"
"What else would be going on?"
"You're usually not this bitchy, even when I'm here. Perhaps Shindo-san isn't... tending to your needs as much as he should be?"
Eiri scowled. "Fuck off, Seguchi. I'm not discussing my sex life with you." It didn't take a genius to tell from that tone that Tohma's guess was spot-on.
"I thought that might have at least been part of it. Shindo-san has been exceptionally busy in the studio lately, and with how much you've been working, I have a feeling you two haven't been able to spend much time alone together. You're wound tighter than a drum."
Tohma unbuttoned Eiri's shirt a little further and ran his hand over his bare chest. Had anyone other than Tohma or Shuichi dared touch him in such a way, he wouldn't have hesitated to introduce his fist to their face. In fact, there's a good chance he'd wallop Shuichi for it too, depending on his mood. But Tohma knew he could get away with practically any sort of physical interaction with his in-law and be spared Eiri's wrath.
Eiri was getting more annoyed by the minute, partly because Tohma was absolutely right. Between Shuichi's schedule being so crammed and Eiri pulling all-nighters while sleeping all day, the two lovers had gone three whole weeks without sex. Eiri found himself needing to relieve his urges on his own, which he felt he shouldn't have to do when his rosy-headed boytoy lived right under the same roof. Tohma could tell by Eiri's reddening cheeks that his hunch was right on the money.
Looking as innocent as ever, Tohma leaned over Eiri and said, "You know, Eiri-kun, Shindo-san won't be home for several more hours. Why don't I help relieve some of your stress?"
Eiri knew how deceiving that boyish face of his was – Tohma was a freak and a pervert under that guiltless facade.
"No thanks. I've got two hands and the internet. I think I can manage."
It didn't matter how Eiri responded because Tohma was going to go ahead with what he had planned to do anyway. He slipped out of his coat, straddled Eiri's lap and started kissing up and down the side of his neck. Eiri was irritated that Tohma had ignored him, but at the same time, he couldn't make himself push the older man away; those tender kisses were already sending waves of white-hot heat through Eiri's whole body. He'd been aching for some kind of physical attention from someone other than himself, and as much as he wished it wasn't Tohma who was getting him so hot and bothered, he decided he'd take what he could get.
Tohma wasted no time taking advantage of Eiri's weak spot, nibbling lightly on his earlobes and tugging a little bit on his earring. The novelist mewled and dug his fingers into Tohma's hips, try as he might to not do so. Tohma could feel his brother-in-law's erection grinding against his own and was pleased to see Eiri was responding so quickly to his touch.
Tohma undid the remaining buttons on Eiri's shirt, leaving his chest completely exposed and began kissing his way down his torso, taking a moment to suck on each nipple and flick them with his tongue. Eiri was trying so hard to not show that he was enjoying himself, but Tohma knew better. Those subtle little whines and cries that slipped through the cracks were loud and clear to him despite Eiri's best efforts to hide them. Tohma parted Eiri's legs and knelt down between them, kissing Eiri's arousal through his pants while undoing his belt.
"I... I hope you don't expect me to reciprocate," Eiri said, attempting to sound like his usual apathetic self.
"Not at all, Eiri-kun. I just want to make you feel better. Lay back and enjoy."
Tohma pulled the zipper down and exposed a silky pair of black boxers with a tent in the middle. Slowly, he slid the pants and boxers off while "accidentally" raking his fingers over Eiri's crotch, the waist of the boxers catching on Eiri's cock before exposing it entirely. Eiri didn't know why he was blushing – it wasn't the first time Tohma had seen him in a state of undress, or completely naked, for that matter. He also wasn't sure why he hadn't told Tohma to get out the second his brother-in-law sat in his lap. Sure, the two of them shared a very close relationship, but Tohma had never gone quite this far with him physically. It made Eiri a little nervous that he was allowing any of it to happen, and that he was so aroused that he might not be able to refuse Tohma's advances. Tohma pulled his gloves off with his teeth and started stroking the weeping cock before him. Eiri moaned softly at the feeling of someone else's hands on him for the first time in nearly a month.
"For you to get so hard so fast, you must really be pent-up," Tohma, resting his other hand on the inside of Eiri's thigh.
"Do you have to talk while you do this?" Eiri folded his arms across his chest.
Tohma laughed. "I want to try something. Scoot down some more and open your legs wider."
Surprisingly, Eiri did as he was told without much of a fuss. "Dare I ask why you need me to do this?" Eiri stared up at the ceiling. He tried to sound pissed off, but in truth, the only thing that really upset him was that Tohma stopped jerking him off, even if for only a moment.
"You'll enjoy it. Trust me."
Tohma sucked on his [own] index finger and lowered the wet digit down below Eiri's groin, beyond where Eiri could see what was happening. Gently, he began to massage the novelist's asshole with his fingertip. Eiri jumped at the unexpected contact.
"What the fuck?!"
"Sorry, I should have warned you what I was doing."
"You're trying to stick your finger in my ass!"
"Do you know why?" Tohma's smile was bigger than ever.
Eiri sighed. "Because you're a pervert."
"Not entirely. I'm doing this because I know you'll like it. Just give it a chance. I promise it won't hurt."
Eiri grumbled, but he didn't resist. Tohma continued rubbing the tight hole until he felt the muscles relax and practically swallow his finger.
"I think you're ready," Tohma said, pleased with how quickly Eiri's body yielded to him.
Author's notes: And there's Chapter 1! I realize this story didn't really, truly need a chapter break, but I thought it'd be a bit easier to read if I included one. This story is SSS: Short, Simple and Sexy. I hesitate to call it a romantic story, but since there's no "Erotica" category, I chose the closest genre to that. There will be a part two up soon too, so keep your eyes peeled if you'd like to see more! As always, I encourage my readers to offer criticism if there's something that could use changing or if there are any typos or inconsistencies I've managed to overlook. :)