WARNING: ...hell, unless otherwise stated, assume swearing and mansex. Oh, and a masochistic Kei. D:
(a/n) I cannot begin to describe how much I hate, no, DESPISE this chapter. DX IT FAILS. T.T
When I awoke, I found myself in a heap on the floor, curled up against the cold. I lay there for what felt like hours, until eventually, my numb mind signaled me to find some warmth. I stumbled over to the couch, throwing our comforter over me. God knows I needed all the comfort I could get, now. I pulled it tightly around me. Aah...it still smelled like Sho. I would've cried, but my tears had dried up. To cry now would be wrong. I had brought this on myself, and any tears shed now would be those of self pity. Wrapping it tightly around me, I decided I would ignore the pain of my broken feelings for now, which only left one thing for me to focus on--the effects of having lost my mate. As ashamed as I was of it, my body still demanded relief of the near constant state of arousal Sho kept me in. The only way to do this now was...no. I don't deserve relief. I don't deserve pleasure. And yet, my hand had already undone both the button and the zipper on my pants, and had found its way to my cock. "Aaa...i-iie...." I scraped my nails along my length, hissing as I punished myself. This rough treatement only made it worse, however, as when the pain began to recede, it left my cock throbbing, itching for more. My left hand continued to service me, while my right scratched all along my thighs, leaving short, bleeding marks along the once white skin. As I got closer and closer to cumming, I moved my left hand to my leg, and dug my nails in from just above my knees to the crease between my legs and hips. I moaned, seeing stars as I threw myself over the edge. Sitting up, I swung my legs over the side of the couch, stumbling to the shower. When I again came back to reality, I realized that I was watching my blood washing down the drain.
I kept waiting for Sho to burst in, pretending he had to go, and then joining me in the shower, but he never did. I felt empty...the emptiness is argueably the worst part, as you feel nothing, and you know you should...you know you will, and the fact that you don't frightens you. The fact that you know you're on the brink of having a breakdown will drive you insane. I was interrupted from my brooding thoughts by the shrill ring of my cell phone. Thinking it was Sho, I ran from the shower and grabbed it off the counter.
"What the fuck did you do to Sho?!"
Son.
"If it was any of your damn business, he would have told you his fucking self." Great. Lashing out at one of the few friends I have in this world.
He stopped, shocked that I, the quiet Kei, had just verbally attacked him. "K-kei..."
I sighed. "I'm sorry, Son. I didn't mean to be so rude." Son murmered something intelligible to someone on the other end of the call.
"It's okay," he started after a while. "I guess whatever it was, it really hurt you too, huh?" I nodded, covering my eyes in shame, although he couldn't see it. "'Like hell it did.'" Sho. "'Now hang up the damn phone, and get yer ass back in the damn bed.'" I choked on a sob. So he had gone to Son. I turned the phone off, ignoring Son's calls to stop, that it wasn't like thatg He immediately called back. I set it on the table, watching it through my tears. Pulling my knees up to my chin, I rocked back and forth on the couch I had wandered over to. I sighed gratefully as the ringing finally stopped. Almost instantly, Son called again. This happened seven more times, before it cut off mid-ring. I guess Sho had grabbed the phone.
'So he does hate me.' Well, he had every reason to. It's understandable. Anyone would hate me if they were in his position. Although, if our roles were reversed, I wouldn't let this come between us. I love him too much.
Hours later, my phone rand again. I looked at the caller ID. Someone was calling from Sho's phone. Taking a chance, I held it to my ear, answering. A deep voice darkened with stifled pain barked, "We still have a job tonight. If you don't feel like betraying me again," a bitter pause, "be there." And the line went dead. Oh, I could do him one better. I walked to my room, grabbed some fresh clothes from my closet, and clothed myself. When I was dressed, I took the house keys, running to the closest car and hotwiring it. I moaned, gasping and panting through the pain of my burning flesh. Backing out, I high-tailed it to Son's. I sprinted up the stairs, banging into Son's door in my rush. It opened to reveal a shocked Sho. For a moment, his concern for me overwhelmed his rightful rage. My knees buckled, and Sho, god, Sho, he caught me before I could crash to the ground. He yanked me inside, grabbing a blanket to pat out the flames with, before he gently set me on the couch. I fought to catch my breath as I began to heal. Son ran in, the smell of burning flesh assaulting his nose. He hurried to the kitchen, wetting a rag to cool my heated flesh. Softly, I cried. Sho was touching me, cradling me so tenderly, and here I couldn't have him. I couldn't love him. I couldn't kiss him. I cried harder, letting myself be swallowed by my physical and emotional pain.
When I woke again, Sho was sitting in a chair, pulled up close to the sofa I was on. My head lay in his lap, and...I can't believe it. He was petting my hair, lovingly. I kept my eyes closed so he wouldn't stop. His hands paused, and I prayed he didn't see that I had awoken. Instead, he snuck a kiss to my forehead. I shifted, as if asleep. "How could you do that to me?" My heart was burning. "You, of all people, the only one I truly trusted--" Even now, I was decieving him into thinking that I was asleep.
"...sho?" He gasped as I sat up. Turning to him, I kissed him softly, wrapping my arms around his neck. Letting my lips linger on his, I tried to silently explain everything. When his lips were working against mine for the first time in weeks, I felt the pain, frustration, agony, depression...all of it disspelled. I moaned, squeezing him softly, needing to feel more of his warmth. I don't quite understand it, but I could feel him slowly forgiving me. "Aa-ahn..." I began to pant heavily as his hand slipped under my shirt, ghosting over my new, sensitive skin.
"Ehem." We jumped apart, Sho accidently ripping my shirt off as he fell. An awkward silence, where Son's eyes went back and forth between us, the reconciling couple. "Oh, don't stop on my behalf. Please, continue."
...Sho's strong point has never been detecting sarcasm. This was glaringly apparent as he immediately jumped back into my lap, straddling me. Son's eyes doubled in size as Sho grabbed my face, pulling me in for the best kiss of my life. "Mn...kaa..." My better judgement said we should stop before Son kicked us out into the sunlight, but aaah...
"K-kei! Sho!!" We turned to glance at him, Sho licking away a trail of saliva on my chin. Son looked utterly disgusted by our vulgar behavior, and I was relatively surprised he didn't start throwing stuff at Sho before his hand had started slipping into my pants. Such tolerance. "Enough! Enough!!"
Sho pouted, "B-but you said!"
Son covered his face with his hands, embarassed on our behalf. "I know what I said! I don't care!"
Sho unzipped my pants, leaning down and wrapping his soft pink lips around my cock--Son's shoe connected with Sho's head. "What. The. Hell?!!" Sho yelled at his friend. "You just said you didn't care!"
Son laughed incredulously. "Yeah! About what I said before! I meant it when I said there is to be no sex in this house!"
Sho grinned, licking up the vein on the underside of my length..."Ah, that explains why you're always so crabby. Tell me, when was the last time you got laid, Son?" And into the sun we went.
Sho threw his jacket over me as I hid in the shadows, readjusting my pants. We sprinted to the car I stole, speeding toward home. The sun was fortuantely about to set, but still, it hurt like hell...Sho, apparently, decided he would distract me from the heat pooling in my lower half. Now, Sho has always been an unsafe driver. Always. I never realized just how bad he was until now, when his hand was slipping down the front of my pants. While he drove. "H-hhaaah..." He was grinning, eyes, surprisingly, on the road as he freed my cock from its cloth restraints. Sho rubbed his thumb across the tip, smearing the precum there. "Sh-sho..." I pulled my pants to my knees as he moved his hand up and down my length. I was in bliss as my lover touched me. It had only been three weeks since our fight, and the last time he and I had had sex, but..."Ahhh...nn..." He pulled behind a building, parking in the shadows. Needy, I came in his hands quickly. He glanced over, watching as it softened, then rehardened in his hands. He glanced down my legs and found the angry vertical scars there.
"Kei?" He crawled above me, looking me deep in the eyes. I clutched my head in my hands, hiding my face.
"Punishment."
Sho furrowed his brows. "Kei? My love?"
I wiped away the only tear that escaped my eye. "I was punishing myself for hurting you." He paused, my face in his hands.
"Oh, Kei..."
I pulled him close, nuzzling into his chest. Closing my eyes, I breathed deeply, his scent filling my nostrils. "Aa...yes...you were right...I deserve to be in pain..."
Sho sighed, shaking his head between his kisses pressing down on my neck comfortingly. "No, Keichan, no...you don't, I promise, you don't..." I moaned softly as he felt up and down my body.
"Aa-aa...Sh-sho...then...you f-forgive me?"
"I...I..." He paused above me.
I stopped his hands. "You haven't forgiven me?" He looked away. Staring up at him incredulously, I repeated, "You...haven't...forgiven me." I paused, waiting for an answer. He gave none. "And here you sit on top of me, about to have sex with me...and, and!!" I started to push him off, but he pinned me to the seat, holding my arms above me.
"Kei. Kei!" He touched my face tenderly, trying to placate me. "I still love you, Kei."
I thrashed around, trying to break his hold on me. He kissed my forehead, my cheeks...his lips ghosted over my eyelids, then my nose and chin and lips. I had to fight the urge to kiss him back as his lips lingered on mine. "And I still love you, too. But there is no fucking way I'm letting you use me like he did!"
He stopped, releasing my hands. "Like...who did? What do you mean he 'used you?' Kei?"
I slipped from beneath him, moving into the driver's seat and pulling out on to the street. "Luka. And it's just like it sounds. He used me and my body."
Sho flipped, and started shouting obscenities. I ignored his rants, letting him cool off as I turned the corner. "Kei!" I glanced in his direction, not really paying attention. "Pull over!" I did so, the sun now just about down. "Park." Again, I followed his directions. As soon as I did so, he pulled me into a hot kiss. I didn't resist this time, as my erection had started to hurt. Sho slid down so that his face was right beside my belly. He kissed my stomach gently, his hands on my hips.
"Sh-sho..." He unzipped my pants once more, pulling out my erection. I moaned loudly as he played with it in his hands, the toes of my bare feet curling and uncurling.
"I will never use you, Kei." My love proclaimed, pumping my shaft. His eyes followed the motion, breath ghosting over my cock. My hands tangled in his hair.
"N-nor I y-you...." He paused, before licking along the vein running from base to tip. I shuddered, crying out.
"I just want to forget about it." I nodded, panting hard as his tongue caressed my cock lovingly.
"Kei..." I thrust into his mouth, craving his heat more than anything.
"P-please, Sho-chan..." My jaw dropped as I saw what he did next. He was preparing himself. "Sho!" He smiled up at me, kissing the tip of my length. He slowly wet it with his tongue, slicking it teasingly. Oh, god, he wanted me to take him.
"Mn...hah..." I touched him tenderly as he climbed above me. We exchanged happy glances before he lowered himself down on my hardened length. I moaned loudly as he did this; I still wanted to be dominated, but fuck, it felt so good...I started to thrust up into him, but he stilled my hips.
"Sh...shou?" He laughed at how thick my accent could get when we have sex. He proclaimed that I would have no control this time, so that he could be sure he wasn't being used.
"But I do love you, my dear." I just have to regain his trust? That's fine. If I was willing to literally walk through fire and burn in flames for him, I can do what he wants until he trusts me again.
He rode me slowly, more for his own pleasure than mine. I leaned back into the seat, listening to his arousing cries. "Ah...fuck, Kei..." he continued to ride me, panting. "I never...realized...how much...work...this...is..." I smiled up at him.
"Ah, then would you like some help, after all?" He nodded his head sheepishly as I lifted up the middle partition and laid him beneath me on the seat. Hm, the exact opposite of my little car fantasy of he and I. I kissed him softly, pushing my tongue into the warm cavern of his mouth. I traced over every inch of it, rubbing my tongue against his. I ran it against the roof of his mouth as I began to fuck him, pushing in and out. My body slowly began to recognize the one with me, and soon enough, I was pounding away against his prostate.
"Ah! Ahh!!" Too soon we came, but just as quickly, we wanted each other again. I pulled out, and as soon as he was hard too, I flipped us and made him take me dry. He tried to refuse, but I couldn't wait anymore. I had even begun preparing myself as we did it the first time. I needed him. More than anything.
"Mn! Sh-sho!!" I let him move before I even gave myself time to adjust. He had missed this part of our relationship, too, I could tell..
"F-fuck..." He pumped me quickly to try to distract me from the pain burning deep inside me, as well as the blood that was slowly dripping out. "Ah...ah...I, I don't like this, Kei..." This wasn't entirely true, I could tell. It must have been amazing for him, taking me and feeling me so tight around him. I'm sure that a small part of him also felt like he was getting revenge. "H-hurting you...I, I don't like it..."
I pushed against him, almost breathing a sigh of relief when he found my prostate. "L-love...you..." He thrust quickly, rocking the car as we made love. "Ah-ah...!" We came simultaneously, with a scream of one another's name. He pulled out quickly, gently wiping away the blood and semen dripping between my thighs.
"Oh, Kami, Kei...I'm so, I'm so sorry..." I shrugged it off, slipping into the backseat so I could rest. After cleaning off the seats as best he could, he hurriedly drove us home.
Sho glanced at the clock beside their bed, sighing. They only had an hour or two before they had to get to their job, and it seemed Kei was still too weak from god knows what to be of any use. He could always go on his own, or with Son, but he just didn't want to leave his lover yet. He snuggled close and let himself push away the past, Kei in his arms.
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(a/n) HOLY CRAP, THIS IS THE FIRST ONE OF MY FICS TO EVER GET TO CHAPTER TEN!!! ...this series is almost over, actually...not sure if I'm happy or sad about that, yet. I may make a sequel. Not sure yet...if I do, it'll probably be filled with mansex. XD Hm...to dedicate such a momentous occasion...first reviewer (FOR THIS CHAPTER) can request a scene...lemon-smut and/or Sprite (apparently, people have begun adopting my made up phrase XD), hilarity, GakuHai, YouCha, a random appearance by yourself...whatever it may be...just hit that little review button. AND BE SPECIFIC. ^.^ Oh, and Jaded, yer b-day smut is on the way. xD