Mirror of the Past
Chapter 6:
The small home Sion had lead Nezumi to was only a block down the road from Karan's bakery. Nezumi smiled as he realized that while he had to work hard for the city, he was reluctant to move too far away from her. That part of Sion had never changed. Nezumi would have been more worried if he'd changed so much he couldn't recognize the boy. Looking around the place, it reminded Nezumi of the small underground home he'd once shared with Sion. It was kind of amazing, how much of the old home had been built into the new one. The only difference was that all the books had a place on the many book shelves and the home was warm without the use of a single heater on the floor.
"You remembered," Nezumi murmured, his gray eyes taking in everything.
"I could never forget," Sion answered, glancing toward Nezumi. "Every time I closed my eyes… we were always right back in that little room… together… talking, arguing, and dancing."
Nezumi smirked at that. "Mostly arguing. But the dancing was fun. Despite the fact you managed to trip over your own feet.
Sion flushed, turning to Nezumi and lightly poking him. "It was my first time. I think I did pretty good."
"Perhaps," Nezumi teased, even as he shifted till he was right beside the slightly shorter male. Once there, he wrapped an arm around his waist and another moved to hold Sion's hand. Settled into the beginning position, he started to dance with the boy, right in the front of the main entryway.
Sion smiled softly, even as his feet seemed to remember the steps Nezumi had tried to teach him, so long ago. This time, he wasn't nervous or worried. He allowed Nezumi to take the lead and together they began to dance. Nezumi was slow at first, making certain Sion knew the steps. Then, once he saw the boy wasn't a complete novice, he began to move a bit faster. Both of them smiled and moved as one, finding they enjoyed one another's company.
Eventually, the dancing slowed and came to a stop, Nezumi's gray gaze locking with Sion's red one. It was impossible to tell who moved first, yet soon they were holding one another tightly, their lips locked together. Soft moans seemed to spill from Sion's throat, only to be captured by Nezumi's mouth. Moving around the room as if he'd always been there, Nezumi managed to get them into Sion's room without ever breaking the kiss.
Hands wandered and caressed, slipping under shirts and stroking over bare skin. Neither boy knew where one began and the other ended. They didn't really seem to care. All that mattered as that they were together now. This time, no one and nothing was going to tear them apart. This moment, right here, as shirts were swiftly dealt with and hands began to explore the various planes of one another's bare chests, had been a long time coming.
"Nezumi," Sion whispered, once they broke the kiss to draw in some much needed air. Nezumi felt his lips curl upward at the husky notes in that one word.
"Sion, are you getting turned on from a single kiss?" Nezumi asked, even as he knew he wasn't really one to talk. Especially since he was really aroused himself. He'd dreamed of this moment for so long. He wasn't certain he'd be able to live up to the skills he'd long taught himself in. Just those few shy, yet eager touches had caused his body to heat up beyond anything he'd allowed himself to feel before. He wasn't so certain he could be as impressive as he should be.
Sion turned a warm shade of red, swallowing thickly. "Well… I've never really done anything before," he answered, his voice low, thick. "I wanted… to only be with you. So I waited."
Nezumi paused, his eyes widening as he looked down at Sion, looking into his face, taking in the hot color of his cheeks and the embarrassed expression. He was being honest, even as it seemed to be embarrassing to the other man. "You're still… a virgin?" Nezumi questioned, feeling a small sense of pride at knowing Sion had allowed no one else to have him.
Sion somehow managed to get a darker shade of red. "Well… um… yes… I suppose I am." Sion swallowed a second time and shifted where he stood, inside the safety of Nezumi's arms. "I haven't been… completely innocent, Nezumi. I… play with myself when I'm in the shower… and I… imagine its… you."
Nezumi thought he was finished being surprise by the white haired man. Apparently, Sion had other ideas. And surprising him was going to be a rather frequent occurrence. "You… play with yourself and think of me?" Nezumi questioned. The rush of lust that hit his body at the image that suddenly crossed the actors mind at that thought made him groan out loud. "Would you be willing to show me?" he asked, a rather naughty look on his face.
Sion's ruby gaze shot up to look into Nezumi's eyes, shock at those words evident. "You… want me to… play with myself so you can… watch?" he asked, wanting to make sure he heard the other right. Even though he wanted Nezumi's hands on him. Wanted to know what else he was missing out on. He couldn't deny he wanted to be the center of Nezumi's attention. Knowing that stormy gaze would watch his ever move while he teased himself caused an immediate reaction in the shorter mans body. His pants were a lot more uncomfortable than they'd been mere moments before.
"Yes. Does that bother you?" Nezumi asked, watching him closely.
"Not at all… I think… its kind of kinky," Sion answered, moving to press a little kiss to Nezumi's jaw before pulling back, moving to lay down on the bed. From that angle, it was evident how aroused he was and he only seemed to turn a faint pink at it.
Nezumi smirked, moving to follow the other over to the bed, settling down on the edge, so he could see all of Sion without obstruction. He reached out and began to help Sion slip out of his pants. Once the white haired man was completely nude, Nezumi couldn't help but reach out a single hand and trail it over the beginning of the red band that started on his foot and wound its way up his right leg. It swirled around the slender frame and eventually ended at Sion's cheek. It was at a stark contrast the to pale skin of the young man.
The feel of the hand on his leg made Sion shiver. Nezumi's hand was touching him. It was enough to make him stand at full attention, his body tense in pleasure. The hungry look that rested on Nezumi's face gave Sion the confidence he needed to ignore Nezumi's hand on his leg and focus on what had been asked of him. His hand trailed along his chest, slowly trailing over his nipples, making them peak swiftly, before trailing his hand over his stomach and against his hip before lightly trailing over the sensitive tip of his length.
Nezumi's eyes locked on that hand. When it trailed down over those pert nipples and then over the tip of Sion's cock, Nezumi felt like his pants were going to kill him. He'd never seen anything so erotic in his life. While he'd done a lot of things, he'd never seen something as stimulating as that. His hand reached out, yet he stopped himself at the last moment. He had asked Sion to play with himself. That meant he had to let the other boy work his body and keep his hands to himself.
Sion tried to keep his eyes open, so he could watch Nezumi's reactions, yet soon, the pleasure that built from stroking his length was beginning to become too much. His eyes drifted closed as his hand wrapped around his length, sliding up and down. At one point, Nezumi had to stop him, taking the hand from Sion's cock and bringing it up to mouth. Slowly, he trailed his tongue over every finger, slicking up the hand.
"This will make it easier," Nezumi managed to say when he was done, putting it back around his length, showing the other boy how much better the added liquid would make his hand slide.
A deep moan passed Sion's throat and before he could stop himself, he reached out with his other hand and grabbed Nezumi, pulling him down so he could kiss him hotly. Passion flared between both boys and before he could stop himself, Nezumi reached down to stroke over the length along with Sion's own hand. That was the touch that broke Sion. With Nezumi's name spilling over his lips, he cried out, losing himself in pleasure and the feel of Nezumi's hands on his most sensitive area.
Nezumi felt the seed cover his hand, feeling like he could have cum at the same time. It had been intense and the sound of Sion's passion still echoed in his ears. "You're beautiful, Sion," he whispered, his voice husky. He raised his hand and brought it to his lips, slowly licking it clean, all the while knowing he had that red gaze on him.
Sion still shivered from the aftershocks of his pleasure, even as the sight of Nezumi tasting his seed seemed to only begin to turn him on once more. "You're… rather hot yourself… doing that."
Nezumi grinned, leaning down to kiss him once more. "Want to return the favor?" he asked, knowing he wanted to feel Sion's hands on him as badly as he'd wanted to get his hands on Sion. Yet, before Sion could move to do so, the phone began to ring, causing both boys to groan. "Never a moment's peace for us, is there?" Nezumi asked, laughing softly, despite his frustration.
Sion flushed, looking down. "Sorry. Work is sporadic. So they call whenever they need me." Nezumi waved off his words.
"Don't worry about it. Just get a shirt on and answer it. We can continue afterward," Nezumi told him, even as he kissed Sion once more before handing him his shirt so he would be covered when he answered the phone.
Sion pulled on the shirt and moved to sit in front of the terminal, keeping the fact his lower half was still bare out of sight. "Hello?" he said as he answered the phone.
"Sion, I'm sorry to disturb you so late in the evening, but we have a problem and need your assistance. I wouldn't have called unless we couldn't solve it by ourselves," a young man remarked from the other end, his eyes a bright blue and his hair a pale honey brown. The man seemed to pause as he took in Sion's rumpled appearance and a bright pink seemed to cover his cheeks. "Ah, I'm sorry, boss. I didn't mean to disturb you while you were in the middle of something. There's no rush to get here… so by all means… take your time," he stammered out, before hanging up, not giving Sion a chance to answer.
"Do I really look like I'm in the…"
"Process of getting thoroughly sexed up?" Nezumi finished for him, grinning from ear to ear. "I'd say that's a most definite yes, Sion."
Sion turned a dark red, looking down at his lap, biting his lower lip. Yet a gentle hand touched his jaw and he felt his face lifted till he could meet Nezumi's gaze. He did see humor there. But he saw understanding and caring there as well. "Nezumi?" he questioned, his voice low.
"Don't worry. It isn't a bad thing. You enjoyed yourself, didn't you?" At Sion's nod he continued. "Then that's all that matters. We can try again later. Perhaps when you can request some time away. So we won't be disturbed again."
Sion felt tears sting his eyes. Nezumi was so understanding. How could he not love him? Especially when he was willing to wait even more for his own pleasure. "B… But what about you?" he asked quietly.
Nezumi grinned. "What about me? This isn't the first time I've been aroused around you without release. Might not be the last time, either. But I do know that at some point I'll get you all to myself. That knowledge eases the pain and I know it will make the pleasure all the better when it happens." Sion threw himself into Nezumi's arms at that.
"You're amazing," he whispered, before kissing the dark haired man. "I promise, I won't be long. Stay here tonight. I… I want to share my bed with you. I want to wake up with you beside me."
"Of course. There's no point in going home now. Your mother would just think we had a fight. I'll keep the bed warm for your return."
Sion smiled, hugging him once more, before rushing off to clean up and dress. "I'll be back soon. I promise… and I'll request a day off. A full twenty four hours." That said, he rushed off so that he could hurry back.
AN: Sorry for the delay. Work tends to get in the way some days. This time was no exception. If I get enough reviews, then the next chapter will come on my next day off. Which will be Tuesday, from what I've been told. Hopefully that doesn't change. So by all means… review. I've seen you all come together and give me seven reviews. So this time its ten. Don't worry, I won't keep asking for more. Ten is the most I'll ever ask for… mostly because I know a lot of you have your own lives as well. I've got more Nezumi/Sion in mind… so by all means, let me know you want to see it.