Tatsumi captured the scientist's lips with his own once more, savouring the taste of sugar on his lips as he explored the golden beauty's mouth. He felt two hands on his chest, and realised that the buttons on his shirt were slowly being undone. Once his shirt was free, an arm pushed it off his shoulders, and he felt the hands once more on his chest. This time, they were exploring tenderly, running up and down his ribcage, across his collarbone, and down to his stomach. One hand entangled in Watari's locks, Tatsumi tried to pull the blue polo neck off of his lover, but couldn't manage it with one hand. Watari grinned, and helped pull the annoying barrier off, discarding it on the floor. Finally, Watari could feel Tatsumi's skin on his, his heart beating rapidly against his own. The blond released his lover, trailing kisses down his muscled chest, exploring with his lips. Tatsumi gasped, amazed at what the scientist could do with those lips. A tongue flicked out and teased a nipple, making Tatsumi groan in appreciation. The brunet pulled Watari's face up to his own for another lust filled kiss, his hands now exploring the blonde's body. Watari was definitely slimmer than Tatsumi, but equally muscled in all the right places, Tatsumi thought. He lightly traced Watari's stomach with his fingertips, making Watari giggle into his mouth.
"I am ticklish, you know!" Watari gasped, trying to remove the wandering hands. Smirking, Tatsumi continued his fingertip dance, kissing on an earlobe at the same time. Watari squirmed, distracting him enough for the brunet to push Watari into the mattress and climb on top, never stopping his tickling onslaught. Tatsumi was forced to stop tormenting his lover when he felt a hand rub against an area of his body that was now very aroused. Groaning at the contact, Tatsumi hardly noticed when hands found the button and fly to his trousers, tugging them down. He shook the trousers off and threw them over the other side of the room to join Watari's polo neck, quickly returning to his blond angel.
"That was cheating", Tatsumi whispered.
"Well I had to do something to distract you", Watari replied grinning. "It appeared to have the desired effect." He proved his point by replacing his hand on Tatsumi's now painful bulge in his boxers, and rubbing at the sensitive flesh he found there.
"Oh Gods, 'Tari", Tatsumi managed to whisper, his eyes closed and head tilting back. Watari smiled slyly, wanting to pleasure the man straddled on top of him. Tatsumi felt a hand snake inside the waistband of his underwear, but quickly removed it. Watari looked very confused beneath him.
"No. You first", he said, with all the self-control he could muster, and unbuttoned Watari's trousers. Soon, they were on the discarded pile, along with the blonde's underwear. He trailed kisses along the paler man's chest, then lower. Watari couldn't hide his gasp of pleasure when he felt his lover's mouth on his own arousal. Sheets bunched tightly in his hands as he felt the brunet engulf him to the hilt. He moaned Tatsumi's name loudly, his hips lifting off the mattress, needing even more contact. Tatsumi licked the underside of Watari's enlarged cock, teasingly mimicking the scientist's actions on the pastry earlier. Watari knew he was unbearably close, and threw his head back as he felt Tatsumi moan in his throat, sending the vibrations directly to his core. As he came, he saw fireworks explode behind his eyelids, the most beautiful thing he had ever experienced, enhanced by the fact that he was unable to see anything else but the amazing colours.
Slowly, the colours faded back to whiteness, and Watari evened out his breathing. He felt Tatsumi's weight shift on top of him, then lips joining with his own. Watari could taste himself on his lover, and couldn't help but moan again. He was brought back to reality when he felt Tatsumi's arousal on his thigh, still incredibly hard. His need to pleasure his lover rose again, and hands fumbled on the dresser beside the bed.
"What..?" Tatsumi asked, curious. His question was answered when he saw Watari nimbly pick up a bottle of lotion from among the clutter. "Are you..?"
"Yes. Positive", Watari whispered, squeezing out a liberal amount onto his fingers. His hand reached down and found its destination, lubricating Tatsumi's erect cock deftly. Tatsumi hurriedly took the bottle and squeezed out some onto his own fingers.
"Lie back. Trust me", he said, kissing Watari's sensitive spot between his ear and his jaw. The blond fell back to the mattress once more, and felt his legs being gently lifted, supported by Tatsumi's broad shoulders. The feeling was indescribable as Tatsumi's long finger found his tight spot, easing inside him, lubricating the passage. Watari's hands found Tatsumi's shoulders, and he clung to them as another finger entered him, stretching, preparing. Watari cried out as he felt three fingers inside him, one finding the extra sensitive ridge and rubbing against it. Slightly disappointed, he felt the fingers withdraw. Tatsumi positioned himself over his lover as he pushed his cock to the entrance.
"Now, 'Tsumi. Gods, now", Watari almost screamed, needing to feel Tatsumi buried inside him. Agonisingly slowly, Tatsumi pushed himself into Watari, the friction almost driving them both insane. Watari dug his nails into Tatsumi's shoulders as he felt pain being overcome by incredible pleasure. His entire length was now inside his lover, and the feeling was indescribable. Tatsumi pulled back, then rammed himself back into Watari as far as possible, causing his lover to scream. Tatsumi needed no further encouragement as he started to build up a rhythm, sliding in and out of his lover and building up speed. They clung onto each other as they raced further to oblivion. They called out each other's names as they came together, collapsing. Nothing moved for several seconds, as the world realigned itself to the lovers. Their sweat mingled, and their limbs were tangled. Two hearts beat as one.
Slowly, Tatsumi withdrew from his angel, and slid up next to him on the bed, nuzzling into his neck. The exhausted couple fell into the darkness as sleep enveloped them, still clinging to each other.
Watari awoke the next morning, the sun shining annoyingly on his face. He squinted, and noticed that he wasn't alone on the bed. Tatsumi was sat next to him, shirtless, and was reading the newspaper. A cup of steaming tea sat on the bedside table next to Watari, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the gorgeous sight before him. A stray section of dark hair fell over Tatsumi's forehead and right eye, and one section refused to lie flat at the back. Watari grinned as memories from the night before flooded his senses. Absolutely perfect.
Watari stretched his arms above his head with the movements of a cat, attracting the attention of the gorgeous man in his bed.
"Morning", the blond said with a smile. "You're looking particularly amazing, today 'Tsumi, did something happen last night?" He asked with a sly grin. Tatsumi turned to him, confused for a moment, then a wide smile erupted on his lips.
"You…you can see?" Watari paused, unsure of what to say. Realisation flooded his soul – he had been blinded yesterday by one of his experiments, and was told by Tsuzuki and Hisoka that there was no apparent cure…then why was he now gazing upon the most beautiful man he had ever known?
"Oh, I guess I can!"
"You guess!" Tatsumi asked incredulous.
"Well I can see you, and that's all that matters", Watari echoed Tatsumi's sentiments from yesterday. The secretary flushed slightly, his grin still on his lips. "And to think, all I really needed was a night of hot sex with the man of my dreams, and I'm cured!" Watari laughed as Tatsumi tossed aside the newspaper in favour of tickling his lover mercilessly. "You realise we're going to have to repeat last night, just so I can see your eyes, don't you?" Watari gasped in between tickles on his ribs.
"I'm counting on it".
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