AN: Sorry that this chapter is so short. To make up for it, chapter ten is a little bit longer than usual.
Incidentally, can homosexuals get married in Japan? ^^;

Soubi hesitated. "Are you sure? It will hurt."

Ritsuka was laying on his back with his legs spread wide, a pillow under his hips to elevate him. Soubi was poised at Ritsuka's entrance, already lubed and ready to go, his hands resting easily on Ritsuka's thighs.

Ritsuka gulped and nodded. "Just go slow, okay?"

Soubi took in Ritsuka's appearance. This was probably one of the last times he'd see Ritsuka with his adorable little cat ears and tail paired with such an aroused look. He grunted his consent and looped his arms under Ritsuka's thighs, lifting him up slightly. He pressed his head against Ritsuka's opening, gradually applying more pressure. Ritsuka's face was screwed up and he was breathing heavily, but not a sound escaped his lips. Soubi kept his eyes on Ritsuka's face, searching constantly for any pleas for him to stop that would be betrayed there. He found none, though. Ritsuka looked more like he was concentrating hard on something than in pain, and Soubi kept pushing in.

After a few minutes, Soubi broke through the barrier and his head was completely inside of Ritsuka. He paused and asked, "Are you ok, Ritsuka?"

Ritsuka nodded, his eyes shut tight and a set expression on his face. "Keep going." His voice was hoarse.

It was easier for Soubi to slide in now, and he did so a little more quickly. Within a minute, he was halfway inside. He felt himself push against a ring of muscle and he couldn't move any farther. "Ritsuka, you have to relax or I won't be able to go any farther."

Ritsuka took a few rattling breaths through his mouth and his face lost all tension. His entire body went limp.

Soubi continued until he was all the way inside.

"I'm going to move now, okay?"

Ritsuka nodded and his spine tingled as he felt Soubi sliding back and forth, just a few inches, excruciatingly slow, inside of him.

"Soubi, go faster."

Soubi obliged.

Ritsuka shivered and his hand, which had been resting on his stomach, meandered down to fondle his manhood. A small smile played on his face and he whimpered.

Soubi was having difficulty keeping himself controlled. He didn't want to hurt Ritsuka by going too fast or by pulling out too much, but the sight of Ritsuka under him, gingerly stroking himself, made him crazy. He grunted and thrust a little harder into Ritsuka, and Ritsuka just moaned.

"Do that again."

Soubi's hips pounded into Ritsuka with a lot more force than Soubi had originally intended. Ritsuka's back arched and he stroked himself faster.

He couldn't control himself any longer. He pulled almost all the way out of Ritsuka and slammed himself back in with a groan. Ritsuka moaned loudly and shuddered.

Soubi no longer had control of his pelvis. It just kept ramming in, harder and harder, faster and faster. He could feel Ritsuka trembling underneath him and could hear his breathy groans with each pump.

Soubi bent down and wrapped his arms around Ritsuka, and the pair was flipped over delicately, making sure not to become unconnected. Soubi was sitting up and Ritsuka was in his lap, straddling him, bouncing up and down with his arms wrapped around Soubi's neck. Soubi felt Ritsuka rubbing up against his abdomen and he reached down to stroke him in time. Ritsuka's body was slippery with perspiration and his skin glided easily against Soubi's.

Soubi buried his face in Ritsuka's neck. He caressed the skin with his tongue and bit him softly. Rituska tensed and he squeezed Soubi inside of him. It made it harder to move inside of him, but Ritsuka persisted, thrusting Soubi into him harder. He was clawing at Soubi's back.

Soubi felt himself getting close and he stroked Ritsuka faster. He debated about pulling out, but, as if he'd read his mind, Ritsuka whispered, "Come… inside."

Soubi groaned and exploded inside of Ritsuka, and a few seconds later, Ritsuka came too; it splattered all over his and Soubi's abs.

The pair fell over onto the mattress, exhausted. Ritsuka lifted his hips and gently extracted himself. He felt a trickle of sticky ooze escape him and sighed.

Soubi reached up and removed Ritsuka's ears from his head. His tail had already disappeared. Ritsuka rubbed the spots where his ears were--now, it was just like the rest of his scalp.

"Weird," was all that he said.

Soubi laughed and kissed him quickly. "You're still adorable, Ritsuka."

Ritsuka blushed and got up off of Soubi. He held out his hand to him. "Come on, we're a mess. Let's take a shower together."

Soubi smiled, got up, and pulled Ritsuka into a tight embrace.

Ritsuka kissed him and sarcastically frowned. "If we stay like this, we're gonna get stuck together."

Soubi grinned. The splatter on their stomachs was already congealing and getting sticky. "Ok, lets take a shower."

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A half hour later, the pair had changed the sheets of the bed and were lying in it, cuddling like newlyweds.

"Soubi."

"Yes, Ritsuka?"

"I love you, Soubi."

"I love you too, Ritsuka."

Ritsuka sat up, his eyes wide. He looked at Soubi, lounging back with his head on his arm.

"Yuiko is going to freak."

Soubi smiled an easy smile. "Do you want me to get you a pair of fake ears?"

"No," Ritsuka said sternly. "That would be like betraying you."

Soubi looked thoughtful. "I don't think I'd mind." He sat up, too, and kissed Ritsuka on the neck. "If I bought you fake ears…" another kiss… "then you could lose them…" another… "again…" another… "and again…" another… "and again."

Ritsuka looked dubious. "Well then they'd just be for at home. I wouldn't want to wear them out of the house. They'd just be for you."

Soubi laughed and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm touched."

Ritsuka pounced on him and buried him in kisses.

"Let's buy some fake ears when we go the mall with Yuiko on Saturday."

"Oh, we're going?"

"We are now." Ritsuka laid his head on Soubi's shoulder, and Soubi wrapped his arm around Ritsuka's shoulders.

"Thank you."

Ritsuka glanced up at Soubi. "For what?"

"For letting me have your ears."

Ritsuka blushed. "I wouldn't want to give them to anyone else."

Soubi's face filled with emotion.

"Ritsuka, I've been wondering about something."

"Hmm?"

"That song we were listening to the other night at dinner--the one in Hindi… why do you like it so much?"

Ritsuka looked thoughtful. "I don't really know. It just makes me feel good inside. And it makes me think about things."

"What do you think about?"

Ritsuka's face turned beet red. "Getting married."

Soubi hesitated. "What do you mean?"

Ritsuka took a deep, steadying breath. "I mean, it makes me wonder if I'll ever get married."

Soubi studied Ritsuka's face. He saw in his eyes that Ritsuka was trying to hide something from him. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

"I wonder about that sometimes too."

There was a long silence after that, during which Ritsuka's brain presented him images of him and Soubi standing under a white archway, hand in hand, surrounded by white roses and all of the people he'd grown to love. The thought of it made his stomach do back flips.

"Soubi?" he said quietly. Soubi didn't answer him back. He'd fallen asleep with his head resting on Ritsuka's.

Ritsuka smiled and whispered, "Good night, Soubi."

He let himself fall into the world of dreams.