Russian Blue
Author's Notes: I swear... if I hear that Alan Jackson song one more time... I'll think looong and hard in to making a funny song out of it. Sunday is sports day! GOO PACKERS! Yey... On with the chapter!
Disclaimer: Fake! Belongs to Sanami Matoh and her people. Other characters and plots are delivered to you by my insane brain. The song, "Me and You" is sung by Kenny Chesney.
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"It's 'uge!" I gasped once we were inside te house. Ok, so it wasn't huge in the entire sence of the word, but to me it felt like I was inside a castle. I ran in to the kitchen, followed closely by a smiling Ryo, who enjoyed watching me be so happy. He caught up to me as I stood in the kitchen's entrance, looking in awe at the inside, "Oh my bloody God!" I gasped again, "I can cook now!"
"What? _You_ cook?" Ryo asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind and leaning his face to my neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses all over the sensitive skin that made me sigh and moan softly, tilting my head to the side to expose a little bit more flesh.
"Why Randy Mclean, I've got cook moves you've never seen," I said turning around, wrapping my arms around Ryo's neck and kissing him playfully, giggling at first, but then the kisses began to intensify their tone. Suddenly, I broke the intense kiss session, "I wanna see the rest!" I jumped, pulling Ryo to the rest of the house, running like a child to see the bathroom, the livingroom, the kitchen (again), the bedroom. The house had just a few things, mostly from Ryo's appartment but there where some from my own too (and I was thankful for this because it made me feel right at home). I stood in the door that lead to the bedroom before asking, "Did you bring the old trunk that was in my bedroom's closet at my old flat?"
"Yeah," Ryo said, looking inside with feline curiosity, "I think I put it inside the closet here..."
I walked inside, opened the closet door and sure enough, the trunk was there, unaltered, unopened; I swung open the trunk's old locks (that had no key but still held steady) and dove in while Ryo peek from behind my shoulder to see what was inside. He could see photos, papers, mostly junk, and other little boxes, but it was a wooden box that I took out and handed over to Ryo as I sat back, leaning against the bed. Ryo opened the box with a high degree of curiosity, but as soon as he saw what was inside, his face lost all smiles and it turned to a grayish expression, "What's this?" he asked in an undertone.
"It's bloddy money, Ryo; never seen some?" I replied simply.
"I know _what_ it is, Gaiev, I'm asking..."
"I know what you're asking, Ryo. There 'as to be 'bout 200 thousand there, american; 300 rubles and I think that 100, 000 yen because I once 'ad a japanese customer that paid me in yen..."
"Gaiev... here" Ryo gave back the box, "I can't..."
" 'ey!" I half mocked myself, "I worked 'ard for that money!" Ryo didn't laugh and I sighed, "Ok, it's not funny. Look, if there's something good that 'as to come out of all this, might as well be something for you - for both of us. We could buy furniture with that, or pay mortage, or get a new car, or get a dog and fence the front yard, or get a cat _and_ a dog (please pick that one), whatever..."
Ryo smirked. He looked at the box and heard me say, "We could even get a flat screen, and cable... there's loads of porn in cable channels..." Ryo turned to look at me. He had this childish grin on his face, innocent-like.
"What else do you have in there?" he asked, placing the box on top of the TV that was in the bedroom to then go and sit on the bed. I looked over the trunk, "Memories mostly. Old photos, letters... sentimental junk. I should go through it one day and throw out whatever doesn't have meaning anymore, because I plan to add some more stuff in there but I don't think more would fit..."
"It was really heavy."
"I can imagine..."
I turned and crawled to where Ryo was sitting, knealing between his legs and leaning on my arms placed on top of Ryo's knees, "You know? I was thinking the other day, we've only been this close and personal about three times in this entire time..."
Ryo laughed softly, his fingers tangled playfully in my hair; his eyes where looking deeply in to mine and I felt like the most loved person in the world; my heart skipped a beat when his eyes began to spark in magnificent color patterns, "You know something?" I said with a timid voice, feeling as my face began to turn red. I had to get it out - I had to tell him.
"What?"
"When I was in the 'ospital... you know... almost dead? I - I saw Dee..."
"Really?" Ryo frowned.
"Yeah," I lowered my head, laughing softly at myself for being embarrased by this, "It was strange because... because I was in my old flat... I was in my bedroom, an' I went downstairs an' Dee was sittin' in the living room in front of the fireplace. And Alexei, my old, *dead*, boyfriend was there... they seem to be 'mates... it was strange..."
"Really?"
I turned to face Ryo again, looking at him with all the love in the world, "I heard you - I heard your prayer, Ryo..."
Ordinary no, I really don't think so
Not a love this true
Common destiny, we were meant to be
Me and you
Like a perfect scene, from a movie screen
We're a dream come true...
Suited perfectly, for eternity
Me and you
Every day I need you even more
And the night time too
There's no way I could ever let you go
Even if I wanted to
Every day I live try my best to give
All I have to you
Thank the stars above that we share this love
Me and you
Every day I need you even more
And the night time too
There's no way I could ever let you go
Even if I wanted to
Ordinary no, really don't think so
Just a precious few
Ever make it last, it is lucky as
Me and you...
Me and you...
I didn't know what to say. Suddenly, the words seemed to get in the way and the silence spoke volumes I would never understand - or know. I leaned down as Gaiev stretched upward and we both encounter ourselves with a kiss, soft and kind but filled with undeniable love. My hand softly caressed Gaiev's features, tracing a finger down his nose and across his lips, "I love you," I whispered, silently praying that whatever he said next woud come from his heart.
"I love you too, Ryo," Gaiev's voice was a faint one as I had claimed his lips again and left him breathless for a second. He climbed up, wanting to take my lips over, and over, making me lean back until I was completely lying on the bed, taking Gaiev's eager kisses, feeling a bit harrassed by them but at the same time submerged in a sea of a strange mixture of lust and love; passion and tenderness. The feel of Gaiev's warm body so close to mine, his dark eyes locked with mine, our tongues exploring eachother's mouths - it was just a few of the feelings I had huner for such a long time now. My hands traveled under my lover's clothes, touching, feeling those sharp curves, well-built muscles, making him moan in excitement and anticipation for where my touch would lead next, making him shiver as electricity ran through his spine, arching above me as my fingers traced that electrical flow through the sensitive skin that covered it.
"Gods, I want you!" my lover whispered in to my ear before taking it in to his mouth and nible on it in such a seductive sense, I couldn't help but to moan loudly.
"Then take me my love!" I heard myself reply in a loud gasp, inhibitions aside, pulling Gaiev down frantically, kissing him lustfully and wildly as his hands began to undo the buttons on my shirt, slidding down my hot skin, tracing maddening patterns across my body, soft touches that simply drove me mad with anxiety and made my entire body scream for his. I pushed Gaiev as I sat up to get rid of the shirt and the one I was wearing under that, to help Gaiev get rid of his own t-shirt and simply look over at my lover, touching his chest and abdomen with hungry fingers, noticing that Gaiev had (in fact) lost a lot of weight since we began knowing eachtother a little more intimate, but who cares about that when the hottest guy in the city was now kissing and licking your neck, and his hands are now carresing your back, your sides, your arms. My head shot back at the feel of my Gaiev's wet lips and couldn't help but to lie down, pulling Gaiev along with me, hearing him moan loudly when my lips press hard agains his collar bone, tracing kisses along his throat and neck as my hands are now undoing that stubborn button on his pants and slidding that zipper down, taking his hardening bulge under his clothes and rubbing it softly. He travels down, teasing my nipples for a while before he begins to work on my own clothing and pulling them down until I'm completely exposed to him, and he to me as he too took his clothes off, embracing tenderly next, bodies touching eachother completely, hips against eachother the feel of mutual heat between us. I liked the slow and tender way Gaiev was working his way down over me, like he was trying to kiss every inch of my body; to make every inch of me moan in pleasure and I loved every second of it. I let out a sharp gasp when his hand crawled down to grasp my erection, stroking it slowly, teasingly, his own erection pressed against my stomach, his lips taking my own in a fantastic frenzy of passion and desire.
I felt him release me yet his hips bucked down, both of our erections touching and rubbing against eachother; we both moaned loudly and continued with this maddening friction that made me want him even more.
"Lube..." I heard him whisper between gulps of air. I couldn't bring my mind to add two words and make a coherent sentece.
"Nightstand... drawer... up..." I manage to spit out as his head had moved down to suckle on my neck, mischivious little fingers playing with my hardening nipples and my back arching under his weight at such delicious torture. He moved fast, taking the lube from inside the drawer, yet I wasn't going to let him do all the work, was I? I took the tube from his hands and opened it as he got to his knees on top of me and watched with lustful eyes as I took some of the contents and began to slowly cover him with it. His face was a blissful one as my hand worked his length, yet he took my hands and covered his fingers with the lubricant, moving down to take my own hardening flesh between his lips, trailing his tongue over the head, making me cry out as he took me in completely while his slick digit was making its entrance into my body.
God! It felt soo good! He was taking his own sweet time, relaxing and stretching me, my hips moving up toward his hot mouth, which worked wonders around me, taking me almost to the base then playfully releasing me. Soon there where two fingers in, hearing myself pant as my lover released electrical waves of pleasure all over my body, crying even louder when he hit that tinny stop that makes one see stars. I felt I was going insane with anticipation, my hips moving even more. He crawled up, removing the fingers from inside, kissing me fiercely and moves my body so it was ready to be taken. I wanted it, needed it so badly now, I pushed down and cried out his name when I felt him pass the ring muscle. He had his face buried in to my neck, panting heavily in to my ear, his arms under mine, holding me tightly against him.
The rhythm was slow and erotic at first, but then it began to increase its moment, becoming something wild, animalistic even. Our voices got tangled in the air: him crying out my name over and over, like some sort of life- saving mantra, sweat covering his delicious body and rolling down in tinny droplets on to mine; I groaned and moaned loudly as Gaiev was hitting my sweet spot over and over again, giving in to the lust and gasping out when it finally arrived, that sweet entrance to the heavens, coming all over his body and feeling him reach his pinnacle not long after I did, barely able to keep himself from collapsing on top of me. He slip himself out carefully and moved to my side, kissing me tenderly over and over as we climbed inside the covers, not able to muster an entire sentence but most likely words of love as he was speaking in Russian so I couldn't quite understand what he was saying. "Ya tebya lyublyu, ya tebya lyublyu," and he ketp repeating that until he drifted to sleep in my arms, his head resting in my chest, his warm breath against my skin.
"I love you," I whispered, kissing his head, feeling the spell of dreams coming over my eyes. But this - this is not a dream: my beloved Gaiev is sleeping in my arms...
...and this is right where I want to be.
Sweet dreams, my love...
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NOTES: Finished yet another chapter. Yey. Sorry, feeling a bit sad and disappointed because Packers lost to Eagles in OT. Yet, I knew it was coming. So, prediction? Carolina vs Indianapolis, with the Colts winning the Superbowl. Goooo! Panthers!!!
Rainy (shrugging her shoulders): Well, there's always next year.
Rati: You sound like one of those losers who have nothing better to do but to watch football on Sundays...
Kalavan: Don't go there, Rati...
Rati: Or, even worse, just like a Cowboy fan...
Rainy (getting dirty non-sharp spoon from kitchen): Ok... Rati, your tongue is MINE!!
Rati (running away): Stop her! She's got a spoon!
Kalavan (getting popcorn out of microwave and sitting on sofa): This is extremely entertaining to me...
DanielBlair_5@hotmail.com
Author's Notes: I swear... if I hear that Alan Jackson song one more time... I'll think looong and hard in to making a funny song out of it. Sunday is sports day! GOO PACKERS! Yey... On with the chapter!
Disclaimer: Fake! Belongs to Sanami Matoh and her people. Other characters and plots are delivered to you by my insane brain. The song, "Me and You" is sung by Kenny Chesney.
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"It's 'uge!" I gasped once we were inside te house. Ok, so it wasn't huge in the entire sence of the word, but to me it felt like I was inside a castle. I ran in to the kitchen, followed closely by a smiling Ryo, who enjoyed watching me be so happy. He caught up to me as I stood in the kitchen's entrance, looking in awe at the inside, "Oh my bloody God!" I gasped again, "I can cook now!"
"What? _You_ cook?" Ryo asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind and leaning his face to my neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses all over the sensitive skin that made me sigh and moan softly, tilting my head to the side to expose a little bit more flesh.
"Why Randy Mclean, I've got cook moves you've never seen," I said turning around, wrapping my arms around Ryo's neck and kissing him playfully, giggling at first, but then the kisses began to intensify their tone. Suddenly, I broke the intense kiss session, "I wanna see the rest!" I jumped, pulling Ryo to the rest of the house, running like a child to see the bathroom, the livingroom, the kitchen (again), the bedroom. The house had just a few things, mostly from Ryo's appartment but there where some from my own too (and I was thankful for this because it made me feel right at home). I stood in the door that lead to the bedroom before asking, "Did you bring the old trunk that was in my bedroom's closet at my old flat?"
"Yeah," Ryo said, looking inside with feline curiosity, "I think I put it inside the closet here..."
I walked inside, opened the closet door and sure enough, the trunk was there, unaltered, unopened; I swung open the trunk's old locks (that had no key but still held steady) and dove in while Ryo peek from behind my shoulder to see what was inside. He could see photos, papers, mostly junk, and other little boxes, but it was a wooden box that I took out and handed over to Ryo as I sat back, leaning against the bed. Ryo opened the box with a high degree of curiosity, but as soon as he saw what was inside, his face lost all smiles and it turned to a grayish expression, "What's this?" he asked in an undertone.
"It's bloddy money, Ryo; never seen some?" I replied simply.
"I know _what_ it is, Gaiev, I'm asking..."
"I know what you're asking, Ryo. There 'as to be 'bout 200 thousand there, american; 300 rubles and I think that 100, 000 yen because I once 'ad a japanese customer that paid me in yen..."
"Gaiev... here" Ryo gave back the box, "I can't..."
" 'ey!" I half mocked myself, "I worked 'ard for that money!" Ryo didn't laugh and I sighed, "Ok, it's not funny. Look, if there's something good that 'as to come out of all this, might as well be something for you - for both of us. We could buy furniture with that, or pay mortage, or get a new car, or get a dog and fence the front yard, or get a cat _and_ a dog (please pick that one), whatever..."
Ryo smirked. He looked at the box and heard me say, "We could even get a flat screen, and cable... there's loads of porn in cable channels..." Ryo turned to look at me. He had this childish grin on his face, innocent-like.
"What else do you have in there?" he asked, placing the box on top of the TV that was in the bedroom to then go and sit on the bed. I looked over the trunk, "Memories mostly. Old photos, letters... sentimental junk. I should go through it one day and throw out whatever doesn't have meaning anymore, because I plan to add some more stuff in there but I don't think more would fit..."
"It was really heavy."
"I can imagine..."
I turned and crawled to where Ryo was sitting, knealing between his legs and leaning on my arms placed on top of Ryo's knees, "You know? I was thinking the other day, we've only been this close and personal about three times in this entire time..."
Ryo laughed softly, his fingers tangled playfully in my hair; his eyes where looking deeply in to mine and I felt like the most loved person in the world; my heart skipped a beat when his eyes began to spark in magnificent color patterns, "You know something?" I said with a timid voice, feeling as my face began to turn red. I had to get it out - I had to tell him.
"What?"
"When I was in the 'ospital... you know... almost dead? I - I saw Dee..."
"Really?" Ryo frowned.
"Yeah," I lowered my head, laughing softly at myself for being embarrased by this, "It was strange because... because I was in my old flat... I was in my bedroom, an' I went downstairs an' Dee was sittin' in the living room in front of the fireplace. And Alexei, my old, *dead*, boyfriend was there... they seem to be 'mates... it was strange..."
"Really?"
I turned to face Ryo again, looking at him with all the love in the world, "I heard you - I heard your prayer, Ryo..."
Ordinary no, I really don't think so
Not a love this true
Common destiny, we were meant to be
Me and you
Like a perfect scene, from a movie screen
We're a dream come true...
Suited perfectly, for eternity
Me and you
Every day I need you even more
And the night time too
There's no way I could ever let you go
Even if I wanted to
Every day I live try my best to give
All I have to you
Thank the stars above that we share this love
Me and you
Every day I need you even more
And the night time too
There's no way I could ever let you go
Even if I wanted to
Ordinary no, really don't think so
Just a precious few
Ever make it last, it is lucky as
Me and you...
Me and you...
I didn't know what to say. Suddenly, the words seemed to get in the way and the silence spoke volumes I would never understand - or know. I leaned down as Gaiev stretched upward and we both encounter ourselves with a kiss, soft and kind but filled with undeniable love. My hand softly caressed Gaiev's features, tracing a finger down his nose and across his lips, "I love you," I whispered, silently praying that whatever he said next woud come from his heart.
"I love you too, Ryo," Gaiev's voice was a faint one as I had claimed his lips again and left him breathless for a second. He climbed up, wanting to take my lips over, and over, making me lean back until I was completely lying on the bed, taking Gaiev's eager kisses, feeling a bit harrassed by them but at the same time submerged in a sea of a strange mixture of lust and love; passion and tenderness. The feel of Gaiev's warm body so close to mine, his dark eyes locked with mine, our tongues exploring eachother's mouths - it was just a few of the feelings I had huner for such a long time now. My hands traveled under my lover's clothes, touching, feeling those sharp curves, well-built muscles, making him moan in excitement and anticipation for where my touch would lead next, making him shiver as electricity ran through his spine, arching above me as my fingers traced that electrical flow through the sensitive skin that covered it.
"Gods, I want you!" my lover whispered in to my ear before taking it in to his mouth and nible on it in such a seductive sense, I couldn't help but to moan loudly.
"Then take me my love!" I heard myself reply in a loud gasp, inhibitions aside, pulling Gaiev down frantically, kissing him lustfully and wildly as his hands began to undo the buttons on my shirt, slidding down my hot skin, tracing maddening patterns across my body, soft touches that simply drove me mad with anxiety and made my entire body scream for his. I pushed Gaiev as I sat up to get rid of the shirt and the one I was wearing under that, to help Gaiev get rid of his own t-shirt and simply look over at my lover, touching his chest and abdomen with hungry fingers, noticing that Gaiev had (in fact) lost a lot of weight since we began knowing eachtother a little more intimate, but who cares about that when the hottest guy in the city was now kissing and licking your neck, and his hands are now carresing your back, your sides, your arms. My head shot back at the feel of my Gaiev's wet lips and couldn't help but to lie down, pulling Gaiev along with me, hearing him moan loudly when my lips press hard agains his collar bone, tracing kisses along his throat and neck as my hands are now undoing that stubborn button on his pants and slidding that zipper down, taking his hardening bulge under his clothes and rubbing it softly. He travels down, teasing my nipples for a while before he begins to work on my own clothing and pulling them down until I'm completely exposed to him, and he to me as he too took his clothes off, embracing tenderly next, bodies touching eachother completely, hips against eachother the feel of mutual heat between us. I liked the slow and tender way Gaiev was working his way down over me, like he was trying to kiss every inch of my body; to make every inch of me moan in pleasure and I loved every second of it. I let out a sharp gasp when his hand crawled down to grasp my erection, stroking it slowly, teasingly, his own erection pressed against my stomach, his lips taking my own in a fantastic frenzy of passion and desire.
I felt him release me yet his hips bucked down, both of our erections touching and rubbing against eachother; we both moaned loudly and continued with this maddening friction that made me want him even more.
"Lube..." I heard him whisper between gulps of air. I couldn't bring my mind to add two words and make a coherent sentece.
"Nightstand... drawer... up..." I manage to spit out as his head had moved down to suckle on my neck, mischivious little fingers playing with my hardening nipples and my back arching under his weight at such delicious torture. He moved fast, taking the lube from inside the drawer, yet I wasn't going to let him do all the work, was I? I took the tube from his hands and opened it as he got to his knees on top of me and watched with lustful eyes as I took some of the contents and began to slowly cover him with it. His face was a blissful one as my hand worked his length, yet he took my hands and covered his fingers with the lubricant, moving down to take my own hardening flesh between his lips, trailing his tongue over the head, making me cry out as he took me in completely while his slick digit was making its entrance into my body.
God! It felt soo good! He was taking his own sweet time, relaxing and stretching me, my hips moving up toward his hot mouth, which worked wonders around me, taking me almost to the base then playfully releasing me. Soon there where two fingers in, hearing myself pant as my lover released electrical waves of pleasure all over my body, crying even louder when he hit that tinny stop that makes one see stars. I felt I was going insane with anticipation, my hips moving even more. He crawled up, removing the fingers from inside, kissing me fiercely and moves my body so it was ready to be taken. I wanted it, needed it so badly now, I pushed down and cried out his name when I felt him pass the ring muscle. He had his face buried in to my neck, panting heavily in to my ear, his arms under mine, holding me tightly against him.
The rhythm was slow and erotic at first, but then it began to increase its moment, becoming something wild, animalistic even. Our voices got tangled in the air: him crying out my name over and over, like some sort of life- saving mantra, sweat covering his delicious body and rolling down in tinny droplets on to mine; I groaned and moaned loudly as Gaiev was hitting my sweet spot over and over again, giving in to the lust and gasping out when it finally arrived, that sweet entrance to the heavens, coming all over his body and feeling him reach his pinnacle not long after I did, barely able to keep himself from collapsing on top of me. He slip himself out carefully and moved to my side, kissing me tenderly over and over as we climbed inside the covers, not able to muster an entire sentence but most likely words of love as he was speaking in Russian so I couldn't quite understand what he was saying. "Ya tebya lyublyu, ya tebya lyublyu," and he ketp repeating that until he drifted to sleep in my arms, his head resting in my chest, his warm breath against my skin.
"I love you," I whispered, kissing his head, feeling the spell of dreams coming over my eyes. But this - this is not a dream: my beloved Gaiev is sleeping in my arms...
...and this is right where I want to be.
Sweet dreams, my love...
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NOTES: Finished yet another chapter. Yey. Sorry, feeling a bit sad and disappointed because Packers lost to Eagles in OT. Yet, I knew it was coming. So, prediction? Carolina vs Indianapolis, with the Colts winning the Superbowl. Goooo! Panthers!!!
Rainy (shrugging her shoulders): Well, there's always next year.
Rati: You sound like one of those losers who have nothing better to do but to watch football on Sundays...
Kalavan: Don't go there, Rati...
Rati: Or, even worse, just like a Cowboy fan...
Rainy (getting dirty non-sharp spoon from kitchen): Ok... Rati, your tongue is MINE!!
Rati (running away): Stop her! She's got a spoon!
Kalavan (getting popcorn out of microwave and sitting on sofa): This is extremely entertaining to me...
DanielBlair_5@hotmail.com