Heat 2

There wasn't a day that Ritsu didn't glance towards the old house across the convenience store. But it has been a week since the last time he saw the man. He was filled with the want to see those hazel eyes again. Attraction or what but he was pulled by him into some level.

It was the first time for Ritsu to have his scar be openly acknowledged. And instead of the anticipated mockery he prepared himself, he felt that he was looked into eye-level. He felt like the scar was just a scar. Not ugly. Not disgusting.
It was ten in the evening. The shop was about to close so Ritsu started locking the doors. Then he noticed a car park before the old house.

"Another one..." Ritsu muttered. And he felt a bitterness rolling off his tongue.

He haven't seen the man he'd been curious to see but every night, there was always a person going into the house. Each time a different face. He started to wonder why. He even hoped the man must be probably gay. Gay like himself.

He scolded himself for thinking that way when he currently was in a relationship. Just thinking about it made him feel like he was already cheating. Besides, not all men are gays.

After the inventory and cleaning of some stuff that lasted for another hour, Ritsu finally turned off the lights of the store and gathered his bag on the counter.

"Ritsu...hurry up," Arashi called out from the back entrance of the convenience store. He had his helmet on one hand and his rider gloves ready.

The two had been going out for four months already. The longest one for Ritsu that was why he was so happy. Sure Arashi could be sharp tongued at times, but the man had been caring. Although since 'care' was something Onodera Ritsu had a scarcity with ever since he was young, his definition of 'care' might be a little off than the real meaning of the world itself.

He called me Ritsu...the brunette blushed suddenly. It only meant that his boyfriend was turned on.

After locking the back entrance, Ritsu turned to look at his boyfriend. The back side was an alley covered in darkness. The bike was at the end of that alley. He stared eye to eye with Arashi wondering why the man wasn't still moving.

"Oi...Aras~"

He wasn't able to complete whatever he wanted to say. He felt his mouth get stuffed by a hot, strong object tracing every part of him. The exchange of sounds and breaths and saliva just grew intense making Ritsu feel weak on the knees.

The moon above their heads shone brightly. The strings of saliva that connected them showed how thick the other man's lust was. He pulled Ritsu by the shoulder to make him steady and to keep him from falling down.

Arashi pinned the brunette against the closed door while still ravishing the tired mouth. The bag Ritsu was carrying fell on the ground silently as he started giving in.

Both panting from the greedy and hard kiss, Ritsu looked at Arashi's blue eyes glinting despite the darkness. He looked at the pair with a dazed look. Gently, Arashi rested his face on Ritsu's shoulder.

The blonde sighed. "Let me do you here."

Surprised at what he heard, Ritsu shifted his gaze from above to the head snuggled on him.

"He-here? But~"

"Come on...I need to release this..."

Without waiting anymore for consent, Arashi's hands started working. One under Ritsu's shirt and one on the man's belt, his fingers acted like a snake circling on top of Ritsu's sensitive skin. Making Ritsu who wasn't really into the idea get fired up.
The narrow space, the heat and the tension blurred Ritsu's judgement and clung desperately to his boyfriend. A signal that he was game with whatever perverted things Arashi had in mind. After all, that was the kind of person he was. Once he was in a relationship and he believe he loved the person, no matter what he won't deny them. He won't reject them. He would give them his all even if it meant nothing would be left for him. That was how thirsty he was for affection.

He felt his shirt rolled up to his chest. His bare chest and stomach exposed, he felt a little cold. Yet Arashi's hand on his chest teasing his nipples and his skin warmed him up. He could only shiver under Arashi's lead.

Ritsu's eyes grew wide, his pupils reflecting the moon above as he felt a finger entering him from behind. He had one of his legs raised on Arashi's waist. He was in that embarassing position but he couldn't help it. Arashi was so warm. It was warming the cold he tried to run away from so very long ago.

"A~Arashi...do it...now..." he whispered, biting down Arashi's shirt. The heat inside him was too much it was unbearable. He wanted to right away fill that emptiness. "Enter me."

"You're quiet turned on by this kinky set-up huh?" Arashi muttered while nibbling on Ritsu's earlobes. It made Ritsu almost go crazy from the sensation of the hot breath entering his ears.

Ritsu ears was filled with his partner's grunts of impatience. He dug his fingers harder on Arashi's back as he felt himself being lifted higher. Tears by the overwhelming sensation glazed his vision. The feeling of something againts his opening was enough to make him faint. And yet he was eagerly waiting for that pain as he pushed himself closer to Arashi.

"Agh~"

He swallowed his moan as he felt the tip of Arashi's manhood started creeping it's way in. He was so sure he'd die. There was no getting used to being stretched at his limits no matter how many times he'd done this. He could still feel the pain of being penetrated as if it was always his first time.

Both running after their breaths, Arashi pushed forward. Filling in Ritsu with too much, the latter's guttural moans just encouraged him to even push in deeper and harder.

Ritsu clinging with the last bit of his consciousness opened his eyes a little. Blurry from his own tears and sweat, he saw an unfamiliar glint of light. Like a headlights of a car approaching. Yet it was small. And it was looking straight at him.

"A cat?" Ritsu whispered through his ragged breathing.

"What cat? You're the cat..." Arashi muttered sliding down his tongue against Ritsu's smooth collar bone.

"A cat's watching us, Arashi..."

The other man laughed. "So what? I'll start moving now."

The whole time Ritsu was rocked by his boyfriend's movements, he fixed his hazy eyes at the shining eyes intently observing. They were acting more animalistic than the cat. And Ritsu had to laugh at that.

"Sorata..."

All color had been drained in Ritsu's face. He only had one time hearing that voice but he wouldn't be able to forget that.

"Sorata, come..." the voice grew nearer.

And Ritsu's panic grew hotter.

"Argh~ Ritsu...you're getting too tight around me...losen up a little..." Arashi grunted. Sounding like he was about to climax anytime soon.

"Ah, you fat cat, I knew you'd be here..."

And what Ritsu was fearing happened.

The dark haired man living in front of the convenience store froze a moment. Ritsu and him looked eye to eye. It would make Ritsu feel better if the guy scorned or showed disgust at being seen rammed by another guy. But instead, the man just looked at him.

"Arashi...stop..." Ritsu begged.

"Don't bother him, he'll go away anyway," and Arashi started moving once more. Rocking Ritsu up and down. And despite trying to suppress the lewd moans and cries, Ritsu's own lips wouldn't let him.

Shame poured all over Ritsu's body at the wet sounds filling the dark alley. But he couldn't tear off his gaze at the man whose hazel-eyes seemed to see through him. Just like how the cat looked at him, the man looked at him as if he was reading and seeing more than what he could see.

The man's eyes drifted to the silent cat and picked the feline up. He left with not a single word.

And Ritsu allowed his boyfriend fuck him a lot of times in that alley until he was satisfied. But the mind of the one in the bottom was somewhere else.
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