A/N: This is mi first fic of Yami no Matsuei. I'd love to try someting far more complicated but there are still many things I don't know about the series, so I'll wait until I've read all the manga to try again.
Anyway, read and enjoy, as usual and if you want to reada really great fic from YnM try Macabre Merry Go Round from Whispers of a Ghost. That is one hell of a fic.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own this characters. The idea is not very original either but... it was fun to write.
He would never tell anyone how he had done it. Months of careful observation would've been ruined if he had told; so he just kept his mouth closed and enjoyed the moment.
-o-o-o-
Hisoka trembled a little under the expert hands of the older man, and bit his lower lip to prevent the soft moan that threatened to leave his lips.
How on Earth had his clumsy idiot partner learned to do this didn't matter anymore, he just closed his eyes and relaxed while the other man's hands traveled on his body and made him feel pleasure like he had never felt before.
"Ah.. Tsuzuki that... that feels so good..."
It was just a whisper, barely heard as the pillow covered most of the boy's face, but the amethyst eyed shinigami heard it and smiled. To hear such words from the proud Hisoka gave him even more satisfaction that what he was currently doing and, having into account that he had finally his partner under his control, that meant a lot.
"You really like it, don't you?"
Tsuzuki had to bit back the laughter as it would have ruined the moment, but still appreciated the blush that surely covered his friend's face by the look of his now redden ears.
The only answer was a moan of pleasure and he smiled wider. Having Hisoka on his back, and hear him moan was just what he had been dreaming for quite some time...
"What are you smiling at, you moron!"
Although to be entirely honest...
"Ah 'Soka-chan don't get mad at me, you'll get all tensed up and all my work will be for nothing!"
His dream had been a little different...
"Don't ''Soka' me! I swear if this is how it's gonna be I-"
Or maybe a lot...
"-I'll never let you give me a massage again!".
