Authors Note: I'm ill. Seriously my doctor molested me yester day (lol, not really, he just stuffed his hands down my shirt to hear my heart beat) and he squeezed my neck like, really hard to see if my glands were swollen. Which they ARE, my entire neck is swollen and it feels like somebody punched me in the throat…. And after all of this he said all I have is a virus…. Bastard….
My Super Hero-Dork Brett is so cool. He called me when I was trying to sleep this morning and he talked to my mom. She came upstairs and woke me up and told me to call that amazing boy. It's too bad he's younger then me. :\ I don't like younger boys…. But if it was Brett I think it would be fine…Oh well. When I called him back he picked up and when I said 'hello,'
he was all like 'Aww, Im sorry. If you need to you should go back to sleep.' it was so sweet I stayed on the phone with him for like three hours.
William got his Yellow belt and left me trailling in the dust behind him. I'm so sad. Heather and Fish got into a fight and arent friends amymore...That compleatly sucks. Heather got her green belt last week and so did Mike. Taylor got her Yellow belt and I'm feeling very left out.
Fish says he'll teach me how to play guitar. 333
Alot and stuff. I'm really tired...I'm reading Gravitation Remix. 3
Yes, thank you all. I went back and read my story and was like
'Oh, what happens next?!?'
I'm such a dork….
Disclaimer: I don't own Loveless.
As Ritsuka realized what he told the man he almost passed out. Saying that was something he had strived not to, and here he had gone and let it slip past his throat before he could gulp it down. Those words made people turn away from him in disgust at his sexual orientation. Why had he admittedly become a homosexual? He thought he had fallen in love with his best friend, who was a Jewish boy, and very in love with the girl that lived above the flower shop. He hadn't meant to fall in love with the boy. It was probably not love; just a feeling of adoration because the way the boy had treated the girl. Ritsuka wished he could be that way, and have a boy give that feeling of love to him.
As Soubi pulled Ritsuka's hand into his own, the older man smiled.
"Do you really? Thank you so much, Ritsuka!" The red that stained into Ritsuka's face as he nodded furiously was very understandable, especially since he had just declared love to this man that he knew nothing about spare a name.
Soubi didn't hate Ritsuka. He didn't push the boy away. He didn't try to stop him. He held him there, on his lap. Lovingly. The thought amazed Ritsuka in its self.
"I love you, Ritsuka." He wanted to kiss the boy, but settled on just playing on the boy's fingers for the moment.
When he brought the boy's hands to his lips the boy jumped, as if shocked by an electric spark. He first placed a kiss on every one of the sections of his fingers above the knuckles. Then the segments below the knuckles. Then the segments below the knuckles below those. Soubi paused in his tracks, inhaling to calm himself. He took the smallest finger into his mouth and bit down gently, causing the boy to gasp and flinch a fistful of the older man's britches.(1) Had he tried he surely could have fit the boy's entire hand down into the crevices of his mouth, seeing the slimness of it.
"Ah…Soubi…" The voice was tiny and rasped as the man licked at another finger. When the man looked into the boy's beautiful eyes he was almost shocked to find them lowered with a look of complete pleasure. What was more the boy was heaving lightly, excited by the treatment his hand was getting.
Soubi ventured in for only a moment to place a small kiss onto the boy's mouth, but he didn't linger any longer then he had to. He knew if he did he would defiantly take the boy, no matter what his brain and conscience told him. He knew that by the time he and Ritsuka had reached Asia they would both be aching with need, but in the time that was before they could bed, Ritsuka would surely become at least a year older.
He went back to the boy's hand after the second he had taken to press his lips against the boy's mouth. As the boy clenched his hand into a fist he held on for dear life. He didn't want Soubi to ever stop. He dreaded what would come of his hand when the former Nazi soldier got to the last finger. Would the man start again? Would he stop? Would he pull Ritsuka's other hand up and miss it so brilliantly?
As if Soubi was telepathic he finished and pulled the boy's other hand. It immediately opened and was brought to the man's lips. This time, Soubi faced the palm of the hand and slightly bit into the slim plumpness that was the under side of the boy's thin fingers.
Ritsuka gasped; the sound ending with a greatly enjoyed moan as his hand shot up and grabbed into the shoulder of Soubi's shirt. The silk almost made Ritsuka moan as it was comparable to Soubi's tongue, weaving pleasurly little strokes into the threads that were Ritsuka's fingers.
"Ah…" the moan was a sufficient clue to Soubi not to stop as he finished the right hand. He immediately placed both the boy's hands at his sides and kissed the boy deeply, then stood up. As much as he didn't want to stop, he had to. When he stood, he lifted the boy with him, who simply wrapped his legs around the tall man.
"Ritsuka, we have to keep going." The pain of loss in the boy sliding to the floor was evident and he kissed the boy once more.
"Yes…leaving…right…" He had left the boy flustered and Soubi smiled at the way the boy wandered for a minute before going to collect his things. His journal, and of course his bag.
They shuffled out of the inn room fully packed, but they didn't leave for the last kiss they would receive that day. As Ritsuka was about to walk out of the room Soubi stopped him and placed a quick chaste kiss upon the boy's lips that would leave him flushed in the face for at least ten minutes.
Authors Note: Im so fucking tired...
I'm like seriously in need of sleep and stuff. Bwahhh...
