Kimihiro hummed a nonchalant tune to himself as he stirred dinner for his lover who would soon be arriving home. It was Shizuka's birthday tonight and Kimihiro was cooking his favorite bento lunch. The kitchen was filled with the sweet aroma of sake and rice. Kimihiro's blood red kiseru pipe was set aside for later.
A slight scent of Shizuka's cologne cut into the smell of dinner.
Suddenly warm arms were being wrapped around his waist and a pair of hot lips latched onto his throat. "S-Shizuka." Kimihiro moaned, leaning into him. "How do you know I wasn't just some stranger? Or a perverted customer?" Shizuka chuckled, rolling his thumbs over the soft creamy hips of his lover. "I smelled your cologne, happy birthday."
"Thank you, oh you made my favorite, it smells delicious." "I'm g-glad you like it." Kimihiro shuddered, Shizuka slipped his hands onto his arms, giving him a hug. "You're more sensitive than usual today, is something the matter?" Shizuka asked, turning him around and cupping his cheek, rubbing his thumb over his skin.
Kimihiro blushed, he had something special planned for his birthday tonight and he was nervous. "I didn't notice, maybe you just have hot hands tonight." Kimihiro smirked, leaning into his touch. "Oh and I don't every night?" Shizuka mirrored his smirk, closing the distance between them and humming. "Did I say that?" He mumbled against his lips, his skin tingling with excitement.
Kimihiro's loose fitting kimono was beginning to slip off his shoulders, revealing soft smooth pale skin, love bites were scattered around randomly. "Let me finish dinner, the meat will burn." Kimihiro turned back to the stove, quickly flipping the meat. Shizuka pouted, hugging him from behind and fighting himself not to take his lover in the kitchen like so many times before.
Scenes of kimihiro splayed out before him, hot and naked; panting and moaning flashed in his mind, making Shizuka growl, he couldn't control himself for long. Kimihiro noticed so he hurriedly finished dinner, eager to start their night of planned passion. They ate in silence for what seemed like forever, almost done with dinner,until the seer broke the ice. "How was work? Did you like the bento I made for you?" Shizuka grunted a yes, looking up into the smaller male's heterochromatic eyes.
"The men at work asked how I got such a good cook for a wife, I told them he just got great with practice." Shizuka chuckled. Kimihiro smiled, he always enjoyed that Shizuka wasn't embarrassed or ashamed of having a male lover instead of a female wife. Kimihiro stared at his Archer, his strong bone structure with a chiseled face and deep voice, made him turn into jelly. Not only was he gorgeously handsome but he was extremely kind and caring to him, never treating him badly.
How he loved him and wished they could marry, officially dedicating their lives to each other, although they had rings to show they belonged to one another, kimihiro always wished they could have a ceremony in public to shout his undying love for the man he adored. Shizuka would love nothing more than to just be near his beloved.
Kimihiro smiled sadly, he always regretted how horribly he treated Shizuka in highschool, just so he could hide his feelings from the golden archer. He hated how he would say something so cruel and even though he wouldn't mean it, it stung him to see the hurt in Shizuka's eyes.
Speaking of eyes, Kimihiro covered his right eye with his hand, Shizuka sacrificed so much for him and he treated him terribly. "S-Shizuka!" Kimihiro looked up from his lap. "Hm?" "You know I love you right? I'd never do anything to hurt you, I didn't mean anything I said in high school!" Kimihiro frowned, he rubbed a small tear from his eyes. Shizuka chuckled, making the seer look up, startled. "Of course, don't worry about it. You could leave me for another and I would still love you."
"Y-you would?" Kimihiro blushed. "Yes, but don't be surprised if you find him gone a day after." Shizuka laughed, making kimihiro relax. "Besides, I wished we'd be together until you saw Yuuko-San right?" Now it was the seer's turn to chuckle. "You did always know how to cheat the system."
"Speaking of which, that year was the worst time of my life, 'hiro please I'd do anything for you but I had so much tension." Shizuka rolled his shoulder, remembering the pain in his groin. For Shizuka to stay with Kimihiro he needed to pay the price, which was a year without sweet loving from his dearest. No sex whatsoever.
Kimihiro noticed they were just about done with dinner, so he smiled a sultry grin, sliding over to his lover. "Well you don't have to worry about any of that tonight." He sat himself on the archer's lap, linking his hands behind his neck.
Shizuka smirked, kissing his seer. They stayed there in each others embrace for a moment, enjoying the warmth on this Particularly cold march evening. The smaller male let out a soft moan as the Golden archer slid down onto his neck and kissed it. He tilted his head to give him more access to his throat. His eyes half lidded, he thought back to when their relationship wasn't so lovey dovey.
At first it had been subtle hints of 'I like you Shizuka' with extra sake and snacks, but when he saw it wasn't working he decided to crank it up a notch with wearing the most loose fitted clothes he could find and walked around the shop half naked. Trying to provoke him to see if he liked him back. When kimihiro finally realized he couldn't do it anymore and needed to actually talk to the man about it he confronted him over dinner.
"So, um Doumeki, I- how do you like dinner?" He blushed, he couldn't get the words out. Doumeki raised a brow, giving him a questioning look. "It's good, it needs more meat though." "Oh ok." "Is there something the matter?" He put his tea down, putting his palm up to the seer's forehead. "You sick?" Kimihiro pouted. "Why would I be sick to ask if you enjoyed dinner?" "Because I told you to change your recipe, if you were well you'd flip out and tell me that's all I'm getting."
"O-oh,well the thing is that, um, I promised Yuuko-San before she left that when I turned 20, Id tell you that I-I like you, and since yesterday was my birthday I had to, I promised." Shizuka sat there in silence for a bit until the archer chuckled. "Is that so? I hope you won't be yelling at me as much." He kissed the seer's cheek. Kimihiro blushed, ending the conversation, from then on their relationship grew until that day when Shizuka turned 32 and kimihiro's legs were being kissed.
"Shizuka, stop, hold on ahn." Kimihiro held back his moans, Shizuka slid his hand up to his chest, playing and pinching the already perk pink pebbles. "Ah! Nnnh mm." "Come on let me hear your voice." The bigger male kissed him, letting the seer moan into his mouth, making him shiver with the vibrations. He lifted the boy up, taking him and gently laying him onto their bed, taking a moment to look at his lover.
Kimihiro panted, beads of sweat and drool dripped down his chin, his face pink and his eyes half lidded. His kimono hung loosely over his shoulders and it rided up to his thighs; barely covering his loins. "God, your gorgeous." He growled, taking his lips. "In the drawer, I have something special for tonight." Watanuki said, kissing him back.
Shizuka reached into the bedside table drawer and pulled out something he didn't expect. Kimihiro always did things he wouldn't normally do on the archer's birthday, but he wasn't expecting something like this. In his hand was a red silk scarf. At first he didn't realize what it was for, until the seer let out a small laugh.
"Where would you like to put it? My eyes, my hands? Or d-down here?" He guided the man's hands to his eyes, his wrist's and then finally to his -ahem- (x/x). "Tie it anywhere you'd like." Shizuka gulped, he didn't know where he should put it. So he tied it to the smaller male's wrists, kissing him.
He lifted his wrists above his head, kissing and nipping at his smooth pale chest. "Ah! Ah! Aaahh!" Kimihiro squirmed, shutting his eyes and writhing in pleasure. "S-
Shizuka, not there, ooh yes there! there!" The archer's hands were roaming over the seer's body,stopping at his bum, infiltrating his body.
"Mm, your amazing." Shizuka groaned, lowering his lips to engulf the seer whole. "Ah! Ahn, ngh, shi-Shi-oh ah!" Kimihiro practically screamed, being overcome with euphoria. The bigger male stretched him, pulling his fingers out and sheathed himself. "Mmahh! Mm." Doumeki kissed him, slipping his tongue in and licking his pink appendage.
He thrusted in and out of his lover, kimihiro put his tied wrists behind his neck, pulling him closer toward him each time. This did not last long, Shizuka quickly found his sweet spot, pounding harder and faster. The seer screamed his archers name, his essence splattered over their chests. Their clothes had somehow disappeared during their intercourse.
Kimihiro laid there spent and panting beside his lover. He moaned tiredly, as Doumeki spilled into him. "Ah, Shizuka," "I love you, Kimihiro." "L-love you too, Shizuka." Watanuki yawned quietly, exhausted and hot. He pulled out and cleaned themselves Up. Doumeki untied his wrists, and massaged his lovers hips, so it wouldn't hurt as much in the morning.
Kimihiro yawned, quickly falling asleep. Leaving the stoic man to smile slightly, kissing his forehead and laying back to fall asleep himself.