Disclaimer: Nobody's mine... I wanna claim Ru but who knows what Gori might do to me? *grins suggestively while dodging a potentially deadly gori punch*
Warning: Yaoi... YAoi... YAOI! If you're not scared yet, then do proceed, brave soul... ^-^
Title: Chocolate Milkshake
Author: S.G.O.
Rating: PG-13 / R at some points ^_~
Genre: Yaoi / Drama / Romance
Pairing: AkaRu
PROLOGUE
For about the hundredth time since they got together, Kaede Rukawa found himself marveling at how sharply, yet suitably contrasting his skin was to his lover's. His pale hands gracefully traced the plane of the gloriously tanned back as a trail of deep, suckling kisses winded languidly from his neck down to his deeply heaving chest. Yes, their skins were a perfect match indeed. Very much like chocolate and milk...
A moan of pleasure instantly grated his throat as he felt his lover's unduly manipulative tongue circling the tip of his nipple. Damn, how he loved it when he did that! An almost intolerable amount of libido rushed through his veins as a heavy hand went up and caressed his other breast, teasing it consummately to hardness.
He whimpered and wiggled under the imposing weight above him, feeling dizzy and about ready to burst from all the sensual delight he was being bestowed with. His survival instinct cried for an immediate escape, but his oozing sexuality was rapidly weakening his systems. He didn't have any other choice but to give in as a pair of stalwart hands held him roughly in place. His lover's soft and wet pink organ glided ravenously from his chest to the whole expanse of his abdomen. Then, shortly went down to his groin and proceeded to work on his already erectile member.
Rukawa's body trembled with desire as a whine of delight broke free from his throat. He let himself surrender to the rousing moment as his senses wholly drowned in bliss...
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"You still cold?" the low soothing voice made the raven-haired guy's ear tingle. He cuddled closer to his heavily built lover and was pleased when the fairly tanned arms immediately wrapped protectively and lovingly around him. "Better?"
He simply murmured in reply as his eyes gradually fluttered close, his mind consequently dwelling on affectionate thoughts about his koi. Takenori Akagi--his senpai, former captain and ardent lover for about a year now had never really failed to make him feel safe and comfortable. Cared for and loved. He had never felt this kind of warmth with anybody else before. Not that he had ever let anyone get this close to him prior to this blissful affair he's now covertly sharing with the superficially intimidating yet emotionally wheedling inamorato...
Nobody had ever made him feel so important. So close to being human. He may still be the same old scowling snob in public but when they were together in all their glorious privacy, Kaede Rukawa's face was all out susceptible to all other kinds of expressions and emotions--happiness, delight, contentment, and even pain. Only one guy was ever able to do this to him. Only one person understood the person that was him.
Only his Take-chan...
The heavy rain outside was gradually subsiding, but Rukawa was hardly aware of anything anymore as he unconsciously drifted off to unconsciousness. Needless to say, the foxy lad was contented with tonight's heated session, as he had always been ever since the night they first indulged in such activities. His lover had always left a sated feeling in him, yet kept him longing still for another such engagement...
He loved what he was feeling right now. He had always loved the excitement and satisfaction it brought. But most of all, he loved the person who had been administering it all.
"Oi," the call sounded blurry and distant, yet was able to barely pull him back to wakefulness as it was consorted by a series of soft slaps on his cheek. "Kaede," it was rather demanding and seemed to superimpose an impatient threat. He opened his sleepy eyes a little and peered through his long, fluttering lashes, straight into the other guy's affectionate blue orbs. "Rain's subsided. I'm going home."
His eyes shut close again as he instinctively and disapprovingly coiled a pale arm around his lover. He pressed his body closer to him and whined in protest. He consequently felt a set of hefty fingers tenderly caressing his face.
"Haruko's all alone in the house," Akagi stated as he fondly brushed a hand through his beloved's raven locks. "Besides, we can't have your parents seeing me here in the morning." He planted a deep kiss on the groaning guy's forehead, freed himself from the possessive arm and stood up to gather his clothes from the floor.
Rukawa watched on quietly as his lover donned each piece of clothing with utter urgency--like he couldn't wait to get out of that place. What was he worrying about? His parents? Damn! was all the thought that crossed the kitsune's mind. His parents had hardly ever been home, and tonight they were supposedly enjoying themselves socializing, drinking, and boasting of their riches in some elite family's late night party. Why would his lover care about them when he himself didn't? And so what if they saw him in the morning? Rukawa was betting they would simply scrutinize Akagi from head to foot, then walk straight to their room to sleep all day in preparation for yet another nocturnal party. Damn these socialites! Were they even aware of his existence?
The king-sized bed rocked under the gorilla-like guy's weight as he sat down on one edge to put on his socks. Rukawa gulped down the lump that instantly rose to his throat at the sight of his broad shoulders. He was already missing the warmth of that tanned rigid body against his. He pulled himself up to a sitting position and hugged his lover tightly and lovingly from behind. Pressing his face on his back, he whispered a plea that he hoped could somehow sway the decisive guy's resolution. "Tomatte kudasai..." It had never worked in the past, of course, but he kept on trying anyway.
"Kaede, you know I can't stay!" Akagi's voice was now bordering on impatience. Rukawa wheezed as a massive pair of hands clasped firmly around his arms and hauled them off rather roughly. He wasn't able to keep the pained look from marring his face and didn't put any effort to hide it either, even as his lover stood up and turned to face him. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Hn," Rukawa grunted before slumping back on the bed, consequently turning a cold back on his so-called lover. The damn guy didn't even care to kiss him goodbye. Some lover, indeed!
Tears of frustration, disappointment and bitterness fought their way to his eyes, but before they could even cascade freely down his cheeks, he felt the thick, warm lips of his lover on his nape. His own lips were suddenly irrepressibly hungry for the touch of him. He strained to twist his head around and their lips instantly met in a passionate kiss that caused a feeling of un-satisfaction to well up inside him once again. His equally aroused lover remounted him and showered his bare flesh with the same honey pleasures that had excited all of his sexual nerve endings just a while ago.
They were immediately engrossed in their own little activity--their own little world, that none of them was able to sense the coming of unexpected and very much unwanted entities. Even the cautious creaking of the door escaped their ears as well as the loud gasp that tore from the finely dressed woman's throat as the most unnerving sight mercilessly assaulted her feeble senses.
Oblivious to their newly arrived audience, the two guys kept on pawing and lapping each other up until an angered exclamation finally boomed through the room. "What the F***!!!" The two young lads, both bewildered and astounded by the sudden intrusion, stopped their revelries and stared at the equally shocked middle-aged couple at the doorway. Anxiety and embarrassment instantly flooded each guy's nerves as their brain slowly processed the fact that they've just been found out--caught in the most stigmatizing act--
"What is the meaning of this, Kaede?" the fuming old man demanded, his head almost literally steaming like an overworked engine. The elegant looking woman beside him simply sobbed and stormed out of the room, crying like all hell had just broken loose and was chasing after her.
Rukawa simply kept quiet and closed his eyes tightly, summoning more guts to keep him through this unanticipated confrontation.
"Mr. Rukawa," he heard his lover sputter beside him. "I... I... I can explain."
"OUT!" Mr. Rukawa barked. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!"
At this, Rukawa's eyes snapped open as his uneasiness and anxiety was suddenly flooded by irritation and wrath. "Damn," he hissed as he sat up, instantly clasping a firm hand around his lover's wrist and pulling him back down on the bed. "I let you mind your own business, scat off and let me mind mine!"
"Kaede," Akagi whispered reprovingly.
"Dammit, you!" Mr. Rukawa snapped, shaking in his post yet still unable to take a charging step. "If that... that... SHIT stays for another minute, I swear, Kaede! I swear I'll kill him!"
"Dam--" the string of curses he was just about to use to lash at the meddling old man was cut short by a disapproving finger pressing firmly on his lips. The look of anger melted into a quiet questioning frown as he turned his eyes to his lover's affectionate blue-colored ones.
"I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered with assurance.
"What tomorrow?!!" Mr. Rukawa cried, hands clenching in furious fists as his body kept its enraged tremble. "There's going to be no tomorrow! You're not seeing my son again, you BASTARD! NOW OUT!!!"
Rukawa put on his impassive mask as he watched his dejected lover--head bent and gait steady yet a bit cautious--walk out of the room. His father regarded the imposing guy with a disgusted look even as his 197-cm frame walked pass his frail 178-cm one. The young Rukawa had honestly never expected this kind of reaction from his parents. Never. He would've liked it better if they had just shut up and left him alone. But, no! His so-called father had even found all the guts to call his lover names! Resentment was still welling up within the foxy lad's heart, but he knew there was nothing much he could do at the moment. What with a mere blanket covering his stark-nakedness--
"We'll talk tomorrow," Mr. Rukawa said in his most threatening voice before pulling the door close with an angry bang that lingered in the young Rukawa's ears for about a minute or so. It was that loud and deafening. But nothing could rival the thunderous silence that echoed through the room when he realized that despite all his efforts to make his lover stay, he had ended up alone after all.
He closed his eyes tight and tried to divert his thoughts to other things... And found himself marveling once again at how sharply yet suitably contrasting his skin was to his lover's...
Like chocolate and milk...
==tbc==
A/N: I really don't know what prompted me to write this. I was just so suddenly plagued by thoughts of Akagi and Rukawa being together so here I am again with another off beat pairing--nyahahahahha!!!! I cannot ignore the special treatment that Akagi seems to be showing Rukawa. Why, he hardly ever gori-punches that lad! Nor argues with him all that much! It may be out of respect for his basketball prowess and all... but then again... ^-^
And also, seeing as it is a potentially perfect day for AkaRu… (4-11... April 11) Maa... Akagi deserves to be happy with someone once in a while, ne?
