Title: First time for everything
Pairing: 58
Rating: T+
AN: For Ginnvos, happy, happy birthday!
Cold sweat dripped down his neck, tumbling over his shoulder blades and slipping along the crevice left exposed as the worn t-shirt was pushed up distractedly, warm honey skin burnished in the lamp light, shadows of amber and citron glistening as his abs trembled and his breathing, like his eyes, fluttered under the ministrations. His breathing hitched, hips canting forward as he bit down sharply on his bottom lip to keep the words from tumbling out of his bruised and kiss swollen mouth. He wouldn't. He'd promised himself, both of them that he wouldn't, and he refused to lie.
He sucked in a ragged breath through clenched teeth and held on to the damp sheets. Their once emerald silkiness tainted and splattered with white stickiness. He hadn't been able to hold on for very long. Not with that skilled tongue and those dexterous fingers working back and forth like they were. He cried out. Couldn't help it as his vision swam and the world grew fuzzy on the edges.
He broke a promise then. The only one he never really wanted to keep to begin with. Three words was all it took for the darkness to overshadow the light that had flooded his heart and senses and left him panting with more than the physical exhaustion that came from their nightly exploits. He bit back the sob/curse that threatened to slip off his tongue and gazed at the other. The heavy weight of them by his side and the warmth pressed against him from hair line to toe. A single look could shatter him or make his every dream a reality. He wasn't sure what scared him more.
The silence drew on to the point where he wondered if he'd said it at all. He thought maybe he was still in the fever dream their lovemaking normally tossed him about in, but the cool press of soft skin on his brow, the tender kiss at the corner of his eye, warm pink tongue flicking out to lap at the single tear he hadn't known he'd shed…
"I love you, too, Gojyo."
And those hauntingly familiar verdant eyes smiled down on him, and all was right with the world again. He sighed, relaxing into the tender embrace and swore softly. He didn't think he'd have been the one to break first. Damn it, now he owed the prissy princess $20.
He chuckled softly to himself, "Best twenty I've ever spent," and laughed outright at the very confused pair of green gems above him. Yes, it really was the best.