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Chapter 9
"Wow! You wore jeans, and left magazines out on your dresser! You've become a wild man!" Takeo teased his boyfriend as he stepped into Aburatsubo's bedroom. Aburatsubo managed to look pleased and insulted in the same moment, and Takeo gave him a soft kiss to lessen any sting in his words. "I'm just teasing. It's nice to see you relax."
"It's not as hard as I thought. I mean, I am a normal person. When no one's around, I wear torn shirts and I leave my things laying around. It's just getting used to letting someone see that," Aburatsubo replied, shutting the door behind them.
"Well, just remember that I don't mind in the least. I like this new you. You look really good in denims, you know," Takeo commented, flopping himself down on Aburatsubo's bed.
Actually, Aburatsubo looked really sexy in denims.
They'd spent the day at the park as planned, walking around the different paths through the trees and even renting one of those little canoes that you could take out onto the small lake. He'd never realized how nice jeans could look, the way they clung around the hips and thighs. It had been hard to keep his eyes from trailing over Aburatsubo's long legs, their lean tone visible as they hadn't been in dressier, fabric pants. It wasn't as though he hadn't seen Aburatsubo's body before; the youth had enough security in himself to wear a speedo when they went to the pool; but it was different. Bodies were always sexier when they held a bit of mystery, and he'd wanted to let his hand follow the path that his eyes had taken, wondering if the lean muscles were as firm as they seemed.
He broke out of his thoughts when he felt Aburatsubo flop down beside him, but the ones that replaced them weren't much better. He seemed incredibly conscious of how close they were to each other and the fact that they were alone for the first time all day. They'd held hands as they'd walked around, but Takeo still didn't have the courage to kiss Aburatsubo while they were out where everyone could see. He didn't like the thought of someone throwing a rude comment or something like that. Still, it had been a temptation hard to resist.
Geez, he was almost eighteen, the age of an adult! You'd think that his hormones would of settled down by now!
Aburatsubo shifted to face him, looking as though he didn't care in the least that their faces were only a few inches apart. "Do you want to go for a flight after supper? We haven't gone for a long time, just to enjoy it," the youth suggested.
"Sure," Takeo replied, seeming to be unable to pull his eyes away from Aburatsubo's mouth.
He saw the lips stretch into a grin, and then they were finally kissing again. Deep, like they had before, in the way that made every part of him tingle. He let his hands bury themselves in Aburatsubo's thick hair, submitting to the sensations that washed over him. It was sensual, the feel of their tongues brushing against each other. He would never grow tired of feeling the shudder of pleasure work through both his and Aburatsubo's body. Pressed against each other, he could feel the slight tremor as it worked it's way through his boyfriend's form.
He gave in to the desire he'd been fighting against all day, although his hand was still tentative as he pressed it against Aburatsubo's thigh. Shyly, he let his hand explore slowly, reveling in the feel of the muscle twitch under his palm. He felt Aburatsubo moan into his mouth, pulling him even closer so that they were flush up against each other, and Takeo felt his heart beat even faster at the contact. His skin burned as Aburatsubo began his own exploration, slipping his hand up under Takeo's shirt and caressing the bare skin of his back.
Takeo let himself be carried away by it, losing himself in the feel of Aburatsubo's kiss and touch. He slipped his hand up to slide against his boyfriend's stomach, encouraged by the heat of Aburatsubo's silken skin against his finger tips and the way he arched into Takeo's caress.
For long moments, he hadn't the slightest idea how many, they explored each other with tentative strokes, their lips parting only briefly so they could catch their breath before they pressed against each other once again. Slowly, both began to grow more daring, their hands firming in their caresses against each other.
Takeo moaned as Aburatsubo's hand brushed against his nipple. He hadn't thought it would be so sensitive! He arched against the touch as Aburatsubo paused there, teasing him with gentle strokes of his fingertips.
He hardly noticed as Aburatsubo slowly pushed him back against the bed, although he most certainly did notice when he felt the other's lips pull away from his mouth and breathe wet kisses along his neck. His breath caught, and Takeo tilted his head instinctively to allow the other better access, the pleasurable assault on both his neck and chest making him lose even more of his sanity. Still, he wasn't so mindless that he didn't feel the way Aburatsubo's back arched as he ran his palm along the other's spine, the youth bending over him as he wound his legs with Takeo's.
He felt Aburatsubo's thigh rub against his arousal, and Takeo bucked, gasped, and tensed all in the same moment. It sent a wave of pleasure crashing through him that he'd never felt before, but in that second he also became very aware of exactly how far they'd gone.
Aburatsubo pulled away from his neck, looking up at Takeo with heated, but serious, eyes. "We can stop," he offered.
Takeo shook his head quickly. "I'm ready," he insisted, completely unwilling to lose the feelings rushing through him.
Aburatsubo smiled softly, and shook his head. "You can't be ready for everything yet, Takeo. Just two weeks ago, you shied away when I tried to kiss you," he said softly.
Before he could pull away, Takeo tightened his legs around Aburatsubo's, firming his grip on the other's back. "I'm not ready for everything, you're right. But I don't want to stop right now. I like the feel of your touch, and I like touching you. I promise I'll tell you before we do something I'm not ready for. But right now, I want to keep going," he confessed, a blush working a long his cheeks as such words left his mouth.
There was quiet for a few moments, and Takeo became uncertain. "Unless you don't want to?" he asked, worried that he'd ruined the mood when he'd tensed.
Aburatsubo gave a little laugh, shaking his head. "I've been ready for moments like these since the moment I met you," he replied, bending to kiss him again.
And suddenly it was as though they hadn't paused at all.
EDITED
"Thank you," Aburatsubo said quietly, kissing Takeo's forehead. "I'll never forget this gift you've given me."
Takeo smiled, touching his cheek with soft fingers. "You make it sound like it's never going to happen again," he replied.
Aburatsubo shook his head, sniffling a little bit. "It's just... I have to admit I was afraid you would never be ready for that. And it was just so wonderful."
Takeo blushed. "I might not be ever ready to... you know... 'go all the way'. But something like that... you're right, it was wonderful. And I was ready for it, wanted it, just as much as you. I should thank you too, for giving me that experience."
Aburatsubo gave his boyfriend another kiss on the forehead. "We don't ever have to 'go all the way', if you're not comfortable with it. There are lots of other things we can do that will feel just as good, and I'm happy with anything you're willing to give."
Takeo gave him a serious look, then suddenly started laughing. Aburatsubo gave him a startled look. "You'd think we would of at least gotten our shirts off!" the youth explained, still giggling as he righted his clothing.
"Ah, hormones. They're a very powerful force," Aburatsubo retorted, a grin tugging at his own lips as he followed suit.
Takeo pushed himself to a sitting position, but turned his head and gave Aburatsubo a mischievous look. "Next time, I want to see you naked," he stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
Aburatsubo's brows shot up, and it was his turn to laugh.
"Deal, only as long as you are too!"
