Could this be love?
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Still a no.
Okay, here's chapter four, yay! Yaoi in this chapter woo-hoo-hoo, by the way, do you think there could be something wrong with my review thingy, I mean, I know people aren't this stingy…I can't figure it out, it's mind-boggling! Do you think I might have set it on members only? For Mediaminer… Oh well. I know I'm weird. Okay now that, that's out of my system, on to the story. (Update: What the fuck was I even talking about? 4/5/08)
And I am so sorry to everyone that keeps getting updates when they aren't really there. I can't figure out that stupid uploader. (update: by now, I have figured it out…) So, again, I'm really sorry, I hope this'll make up for it.
Tsuzuki: About damn time!
Me: Yeah, I know…
Tsuzuki: What took you so long?
Me: Better control that libido of yours, Mister or I might cut you out completely.
Tsuzuki: O.o
Me: I know a few people who want to get their hands on Hisoka over there…
Hisoka: Hey, leave me out of this.
Me: Never!
Warnings: There's yaoi in this chapter, so don't say I didn't warn you, really don't. Don't like it? Tough. What are ya doin' here then? (Sighs…) Oh, fine… I'll have a thing before it just in case you want to skip it…but who would? I'm too nice T.T and whoever says they don't like yaoi… to me… I'll kick their ass, got it? I'd probably get beaten to death… Err- sorry! I apologize too much… (Looks around), hehe…
Pairings: Tsuzuki and Hisoka. (Yay.) Err-and I guess Watari and Tatsumi (They're not mentioned as an item in this… sorry! Well, now you know! So, I don't have to mention it. )
Dawn was always a sign of a new day, but for Hisoka it meant a pounding headache. He opened his eyes slightly only to shut them just as fast. He groaned and pulled the blanket over his head, closing his eyes trying to get back into his peaceful world of sleep.
Unfortunately, it wasn't working very well. He pulled the blanket down, slowly opening his eyes again. After his eyes had a chance to clear up, he looked around, not registering where he was at first. His eyes wandered around looking for any clue as to where he was.
"Hisoka…?" He looked over to his side a little too quickly and his headache flared up again. "Ah…."
He screwed his eyes shut, holding his head. Tsuzuki straightened himself into a sitting position, I must have fallen asleep, he thought. Note to self: don't sleep in a chair…ever…it's not very comfortable. "'Soka? You okay?" Hisoka looked up, "Huh? Oh, yeah... just great." He said sarcastically.
Tsuzuki nodded, "Hang on." He ran into the kitchen, only to come running back moments later with something in his hand.
"Here," He held out a soda to Hisoka.
"This'll make you feel better."
Hisoka took it gratefully and took a sip. "Too sweet…."
With a grimace, he handed it back to Tsuzuki. "Yeah, but that's why it'll make you feel better." He gave it back to Hisoka, who glared at him. "No that's why it would make youfeel better. I don't want it," he said as he once again handing it back to Tsuzuki only with more force, almost spilling it.
Tsuzuki sighed, "Fine." Tsuzuki put it down on the coffee table next to him. "So, Hisoka, how are you feeling?" 1
The younger of the two glared at Tsuzuki, "Just peachy! Thanks for asking."
Tsuzuki tilted his head to the side. "Really? I thought you would be feeling like shit. After all you did have, like, twenty drinks last night, but wow, it didn't affect you at all?"
Hisoka bit back the temptation to throw something at him for his usual stupidity. "I was being sarcastic, idiot."
"Oh…I knew that!"
Hisoka shook his head, "Sure you did."
Tsuzuki stuck his tongue out and Hisoka just rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
Tsuzuki sighed, "So…are you going to finish this?"
Hisoka just shook his head. "Aw, why not?"
Hisoka repeated, "It's too sweet. Quit asking me." He lay back down, and pulled the blanket up over him. "Okay, nappy time. Sleep never hurt anyone. Night."
Tsuzuki blinked at Hisoka, "Nappy time…?"
"You heard me! Less talking, more sleeping. Now shut the fuck up before I rip your nuts off and throw them into a meat grinder, feeding the remains to rabid dogs." 2
Tsuzuki's eyes widened, fearing for his life… and his nuts.
"Ha, just kidding. But seriously…shut up."
Tsuzuki smirked and pulled down the shades so that the room was dark again. In a matter of minutes, Hisoka was sound asleep again.
Guess he was still tired, Tsuzuki thought to himself. He's going to fall off the couch if I leave him like that; ok here we go. He gently picked the boy up and carried him upstairs. Hisoka snuggled closer to Tsuzuki's warmth, and the man thoughtfully looked down, smiling.
He placed Hisoka on the bed and pulled the covers up. I wonder if he would have gotten mad if I dropped him and he fell down the stairs…. and broke his neck. I bet he can hear my thoughts in his sleep! SHUT UP, TSUZUKI…think of old people…saying, "Help, I have fallen and I cannot get up," laugh. Okay, good. That's better…now only to stop thinking…I could get into more trouble that way… or not. 3
Hisoka opened his eyes for the second time that day, only this time it was about 1:30 in the afternoon. He closed his eyes again as that nauseating feeling from before rushed over him. He was feeling better than before, but still not great. I think I have to throw up…oh, God.
He waited until the ceiling stopped spinning-or what appeared to be his head-to re-open his eyes. At least the nausea passed, only thing left to do was to sit up…without throwing up on something. His eyes wandered around the room. He was in a completely different place.
This time he was in a bed and Tsuzuki wasn't around. Or so he thought, until he felt a shift in the bed, while Tsuzuki got comfortable again.
He slightly turned his head to look over at Tsuzuki. He was so calm and peaceful; he looked like an angel when he slept. Hisoka made a mental note of that. When he tried to sit up, he became aware of Tsuzuki's arm draped over his chest. When did he do that?
Hisoka smirked, "Tsuzuki?" He nudged him a little, "Come on wake up."
"Mmn…" Was apparently all the response he was getting.
"You're killing me?" I wonder if that'll work.
"Mmn! Five more minutes." Tsuzuki snuggled closer to Hisoka.
Hisoka grinned. "Tsuzuki, there are girl scouts selling cookies at the door."
His eyes snapped open instantly sitting up, "Where! Cookies? Where?" He exclaimed, frantically looking around.
Hisoka laughed. "No where. I just wanted to see if you'd wake up."
Tsuzuki frowned, "And here I was really looking forward to those cookies…"
Hisoka turned over, "Well, this is your house. There are bound to be cookies somewhere."
Tsuzuki perked up, "Oh, yeah! Hang on, I'll be right back." He flung the blanket off himself and ran downstairs... well more like flew down the stairs. From what Hisoka could hear, it sounded like he sort of fell, instead. 4
Hisoka rolled his eyes. "Always with the sugar, geez." He squeezed his eyes shut.
Headaches suck. With the hangover and Tsuzuki's emotions -make that hyper-ness and happiness…too much of it- his headache wasn't going away anytime soon. Even with the blinds shut, it was impossible to block out all of the sunlight. That little ray of light always managed to poke through, the dust from the room encased in it. It reflected everything that crossed its path, making it seem brighter if only for a brief moment.
He pulled the pillow over his head, "Ugh…"
To him it seemed like someone was shining a giant light in his face...or just being an asshole and doing that to piss him off. He threw the pillow in some random direction and forced himself to sit up.
…I can't remember. He pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his head on them. Tsuzuki came back in the room with a cookie in one hand and a bottle of root beer in the other. 5
He stopped at the entrance and watched Hisoka for a moment. "Hisoka, why do you look so sad?"
Hisoka looked up. "Huh? No, I'm not sad."
Tsuzuki tilted his head to the side, "You sure look sad to me."
Hisoka shook his head, "No, it's just that…I can't remember what happened last night, its kind-of bugging me. Plus, I'm giving myself a much bigger headache thinking about it." He shrugged, "Never mind it's not that important."
Tsuzuki frowned, "Last night-" Hisoka stared at him waiting for him to finish his sentence.
"Yeah, last night…did something happen?"
Tsuzuki forced himself to smile, "Other than you getting drunk? No, not really."
Now he was curious.
1: Tsuzuki was a really bad liar, beyond bad. The word "bad" was an understatement. And 2: He wasn't doing a very good job of suppressing his emotions, after all Hisoka was an empath, and the amount of anger coming from Tsuzuki was a dead giveaway, that something had in fact happened last night…but what?
"Uhm…I'll be right back…"
Tsuzuki shoved the cookie in his mouth, placed the root beer on the floor, and turned and left as fast as he could. What the hell?
Hisoka stared at the door for a second. Did he just…? Then tossed the covers off of himself and ran after Tsuzuki, ignoring the headache. He ran down the hall taking the stairs three at a time.
Tsuzuki was trying to get the door open, only to realize that it had been locked.
"Open! No, I'm stuck!"
Hisoka jumped over the couch getting closer to the door.
Tsuzuki quickly unlocked it, "Got it!" Pulling the door open a crack only to have it slammed shut again.
Tsuzuki turned around. "Uhm...hiya, Hisoka whatcha doin'?"
Hisoka glared blazing emerald eyes at him. "So, I take it something did happen last night, huh?"
Tsuzuki frantically looked around for an escape route. "Uhm…no, what gave you that idea?"
"Oh…I don't know, maybe the fact that you were trying to run out the door!" He said narrowing his glare.
Tsuzuki laughed nervously. I'm gonna die…I'm too young to die! Err…I'm too old to die! "Uhm...I wasn't trying to run out the door…I was uh...fixing it, it…uh…had a dent in it?"
"Don't think so."
Tsuzuki had nowhere to back up to and Hisoka was blocking the only exit. "Heh…Hisoka…Please don't kill me."
"I won't kill you Tsuzuki, if you tell me what happened last night."
Tsuzuki frowned, "Aw, come on Hisoka, I dun wanna tell you." Tsuzuki placed his hands over his mouth. "Mmph mnn!" (No way.)
"Tsuzuki, I'll burn all the sweets in your house, if you don't tell me."
Tsuzuki's eyes widened, "You wouldn't…"
Hisoka turned heading for the kitchen, "I wouldn't? Watch me."
He ran after Hisoka tackling him to the ground at the entrance of the kitchen. "Not the sweets!" Hisoka pushed at Tsuzuki, "Get off, you're heavy."
Tsuzuki shook his head, "Not until you promise not to burn my sweets, and then I'll get off you."
"I'll promise if you tell me what happened last night."
"…Uhm…" Tsuzuki mumbled something inaudible
"What was that? You were mumbling…?"
"…Fine!"
Yes!
"Okay, I promise not to burn your sweets."
Tsuzuki let go of Hisoka and moved to sit next to him. Hisoka sat up watching Tsuzuki intently waiting for him to spill each and every detail.
Tsuzuki sighed. "Okay…last night you got really drunk and…I had left you at the bar of this night club we…went to so that I could go to the bathroom…and when I came back you…"
Tsuzuki turned away. "I what?" Hisoka prodded.
"You…you were on one of the tables, doing a strip tease for the troops…"
Hisoka blushed twenty different shades of red, embarrassed beyond all reason. He blinked, purely shocked, "R-really?"
Tsuzuki buried his face in his arms to hide his smirk, and slowly nodded. "Um…yeah…" Too bad Hisoka was a bit pre-occupied or he could have guessed Tsuzuki was lying. After all, he was an empath, right? Might as well make the best of his powers.
Hisoka couldn't believe it. This gave a whole new meaning to the word embarrassing. Tsuzuki's smirk turned into a full-blown grin. "Tsuzuki, I did that? And where were you? You could have stopped me…" Hisoka prodded, he was going to get his answers one way or another. And another was not an option.
Tsuzuki looked up and saw the panic on Hisoka's face. I can't… Sadly, his attempts to not laugh were failing…miserably. Going to laugh... He bit his lip to keep from smirking. Still trying to pull off the stoic look of 'Yes-you-did.' Hisoka frowned.
"Did I really?" Still he would not take Tsuzuki version, that couldn't have been all, could it?
Tsuzuki glanced away for a second before looking back at Hisoka, "…No, not really, stupid, I'm only kidding."
Hisoka's panic faded. His frown was replaced by a glare…if looks could kill. Tsuzuki burst out laughing unable to contain himself any longer. "You should have seen the look on your face!"
Hisoka pushed Tsuzuki causing him to fall over, though his laughter didn't falter for a second.
"It's not funny." Hisoka crossed his arms, pouting.
"Yes—" laugh "it— "laugh "is!" He said in between laughing and holding his side.
"I'm not speaking to you anymore." Hisoka turned away from Tsuzuki. Tsuzuki stopped laughing and sat up. Stopping a moment to catch his breath, before speaking.
"Hisoka?"
No response.
"Come on, please? I was only kidding."
Silence.
"Hisoka, I'll cry…I will go out into the middle of the road and lie down there, rolling around telling people I'm having a seizure. Please talk to me?" 6
Tsuzuki nudged Hisoka slightly.
"…Sorry…"
Hisoka sighed and turned around, sighing at Tsuzuki's hopelessness.
"Look, I'm not mad anymore…not really, anyway."
Tsuzuki looked up. "Really?"
"Yeah." Hisoka nodded.
"Yay!" Tsuzuki flung himself at Hisoka knocking them both over.
Hugging him to death would be an understatement. Hisoka gently pushed him away after a moment.
"So, can you really tell me what happened?"
Tsuzuki reluctantly nodded, and sat up again.
"Okay, well as you know you got really drunk last night. Hence the killer headache. I went to go to the bathroom and strictly told you not to move I would be right back yadda, yadda, yadda. When I came back you were with some guy…" Tsuzuki paused for a second. "And naturally, he was trying to take you home with him, plus I think he was trying to molest you…Heh…and he wouldn't take 'no' for an answer-"
Hisoka cut in, "And you didn't do anything?"
"If you'd let me finish maybe I'd tell you the rest…But if you don't want to hear it then-"
"No, sorry, I'll be quiet." Hisoka shut his mouth.
"Thank you, anyway, this guy's name was asshole, or something, and he needed to back off, when I saw you with him I…" Tsuzuki stopped.
Hisoka waited a minute then asked, "Was it that bad? It's not like I had my shirt off or anything…was it?"
Tsuzuki shook his head, "No, well…Kind-of…"
"What do you mean 'kind-of'?"
Tsuzuki backed up, "Uhm…n-nothing…"
Hisoka frowned, "Okay…go on then, finish your story."
"Oh yeah! Okay, well anyway, this guy was being a real prick so I pulled him off you and was going to kick his ass. So, eventually he left, but nonetheless, not after a few heartfelt words on my part. And on the way home you passed out, and that's how you got here."
Hisoka blinked a few times, "I was getting hit on…by some weird guy?"
"Yep." Tsuzuki smirked. "And he had really tight pants on."
Hisoka glared at Tsuzuki. "What? I didn't do anything…" Tsuzuki replied, bewildered at Hisoka's expression.
Hisoka sighed, "Never mind." They were quiet for a few minutes, until Hisoka decided to break the ice.
"Hey, Tsuzuki?"
"What?"
"Before you had said 'when I saw you with him I…' but you never finished your sentence…what were you going to say?"
Tsuzuki didn't say anything for a moment then replied, "Don't worry about it, Hisoka, it's nothing…"
He smiled, trying to seem happy. "Okay, let me guess, I'm going to have to drag this one out of you, too?"
Tsuzuki sighed, "No…it's just that when I saw you with him like that it made me…kind-of jealous, you know? I know this may not be the best time to say this Hisoka but, we've been partners for so long…and I don't know what I'd do without you."
He paused, "I don't know, I guess I'm in love with you is what I'm trying to say."
Those last words hit him like a ton of bricks, "Y-You…Love me…?"
Tsuzuki nodded, "From the moment I laid eyes on you, Hisoka, kind of cliché, huh?"
Hisoka blushed; he didn't have an answer for that.
He loves me…? Me? Why me?
"Tsuzuki…I…I don't deserve your love. Someone like me, can't possibly be loved by someone like you…I don't deserve it." No one should want me…not after 'him'; he's the cause of all my pain, my suffering…my death. I feel used …how could he want what Muraki had? How could he want something that obviously isn't there…something that's…that's…tainted?
Tsuzuki blinked. What…?
"Well, too bad, you've got it, and you know what?"
"…Do I want to know?"
"You damn well deserve it, you bastard."
Hisoka glared at Tsuzuki, "Just kidding, but seriously, I do love you…and even if you don't feel the same way, I'll still love you…just thought I'd let you know."
Hisoka smirked, "So that's why you kissed me the other day…and a couple times after that…and a lot after that…and a few times after that. Oh, and the other day in the office-"
"All right, I get it."
"Oh, okay."
"You didn't seem to mind." Tsuzuki winked at Hisoka.
Hisoka reddened again, "Err-"
"Hm…?"
Hisoka was at a lack of words, "Uh…right…okay, anyway."
Tsuzuki leaned over to whisper in Hisoka's ear. "Hm…? Come on, you know you liked it." Hisoka shivered "I…" Dammit stop that I can't think straight.
Tsuzuki leaned down to place a kiss on Hisoka's neck, lightly biting the skin there, before moving to his collarbone. Oh, my Gods… Tsuzuki flicked his tongue out over the sensitive skin, causing Hisoka to shudder.
"…Yeah..."
Tsuzuki smirked. Well, he's not protesting. Hisoka tilted his head to the side to give Tsuzuki better access to his neck. Tsuzuki bit down harder this time causing Hisoka to gasp.
"Come on." Tsuzuki said getting up.
Hisoka looked up, "What?"
Tsuzuki held out a hand to Hisoka. Hisoka blinked, but took Tsuzuki's hand. Tsuzuki pulled him to his feet, leading him away from the door and up the stairs.
Tsuzuki paused a moment before heading to his room, Hisoka still obediently following. It was more like he was being dragged upstairs, but he didn't mind.
"Tsuzuki I don't think-"
"Don't think."
Hisoka knew Tsuzuki was right; he was practically drowning in his own lust. He reluctantly sighed, just this once, he thought. Tsuzuki practically pounced on him as soon as they had reached the landing of the stairs, attacking his mouth, still backing them down the hall towards his room.
Hisoka gasped in surprise, allowing Tsuzuki to slip his tongue into his mouth. Hisoka slid his arms around Tsuzuki's neck and into the older man's hair. Tsuzuki crushed the younger man to him, bringing him as close as he possibly could.
Tsuzuki quickly discarded Hisoka's shirt, throwing it in some random direction to be found later. He started to back the young Shinigami into his room. Hisoka felt the bed behind him and had no choice but to sit down.
(A/N I should probably put the extra warning here for all of you who don't want to read this part…etc…probably should have been up a little…oh well. This kind of killed the moment, huh?)
Hisoka looked up at Tsuzuki with lust filled eyes, nothing else in the world mattered right now, and Hisoka would be damned before he lets this opportunity pass him.
He loved Tsuzuki just as much, how could he not? The man had been there for him countless times, and was willing to sacrifice his own life, just for the sake of Hisoka's.
He gently pushed Hisoka back onto the bed, pausing a moment to take off his shirt and tie. Hisoka scooted up further on the bed allowing Tsuzuki to crawl his way up to him.
Tsuzuki leaned over Hisoka bringing their mouths together again. Hisoka wrapped his arms around Tsuzuki's neck, entwining his fingers into the brown locks. He loved the way Tsuzuki's hair felt, it was beyond soft, and always shines in the light.
Cradling the back of Hisoka's head with one hand, Tsuzuki used his other arm to pull Hisoka's slender frame closer, to press their bodies tightly together, encouraging Hisoka to arch into him while holding him like that.
A willing captive; writhing and whimpering, hips rocking into Tsuzuki's, mewling as their every movement ground his throbbing erection against his partner's answering hardness, sending wave after wave of fresh arousal washing over him, through him.
Fingertips brushed lightly over his chest, stopping to tease a nipple on the way, then stroked downwards, coming to rest against the waistband of his jeans, taking hold of the metal button.
Agonizingly slow, he undid the button of Hisoka's jeans. Slowly pulling down the zipper, discarding Hisoka's jeans in one fluid motion. Everything was going just right, except for that damn ringing. What the hell? Hisoka snapped out of his daze and looked around.
Tsuzuki sighed.
"I was planning on ignoring it…" He reached over and picked up the phone, turning it off. He hung up on the person on the other like. Putting it back down in the charger. If they disturbed them again, Tsuzuki would find them, and teach them a lesson (phone manners?). Couldn't people give them a little privacy?
Hisoka leaned back, pulling Tsuzuki with him.
Hisoka smirked. He grabbed Tsuzuki neck pulling him into another kiss. Tsuzuki smiled against Hisoka lips.
"Now, where were we?"
Hisoka grinned, "Why don't you remind me."
Tsuzuki grinned, "Gladly."
He leaned down to steal another kiss. He savored the taste of Hisoka's mouth hungrily, crushing him into the bed, needing the other to stay close. He pulled away just a brief second before he was back and plundering Hisoka's mouth once again.
Tsuzuki moved lower wanting to taste the skin of Hisoka's neck. He lightly nipped and bit at the skin as he moved lower towards Hisoka's sternum.
"I want you."
He heard the low whisper and lifted his chin; Hisoka's eyes were as sharp as always, eyeing him with such persistency.
Tsuzuki swallowed before answering, "I want you too, Hisoka."
Hisoka smiled up at him. Pulling at Tsuzuki's belt a little, Hisoka growled into his ear.
"Show me how much you want me.
Tsuzuki shivered at the words. He never thought he would hear Hisoka say that, but here he was, withering in ecstasy waiting to be taken.
What choice did he have? As a matter of fact, did he even want a choice?
Anyone? Anyone? Obviously not. Hisoka licked the skin under Tsuzuki's ear causing him to jolt out of his thoughts.
"Gods, Hisoka."
He captured Hisoka's mouth in one swift movement, involuntarily grinding their hips together. Hisoka moaned into Tsuzuki's mouth, wanting to feel more of him. Stupid pants. Dammit.
Hisoka reached down and pulled Tsuzuki's belt off, throwing it off the bed, never breaking the kiss.
Tsuzuki smirked.
Hisoka reached down and undid Tsuzuki's pants, sliding down the zipper, pulling them down as far as he could from his position. Tsuzuki kicked them off the rest of the way; placing feather kisses along Hisoka's neck and chest, slowly moving down.
Gently taking one of Hisoka's nipples into his mouth, he gently bit down sucking on it provoking Hisoka. He withered under the action. Arching upwards into Tsuzuki.
Tsuzuki placed on hand on Hisoka's stomach to keep him from moving so much. Gently easing him back down.
Half lidded lust filled eyes looked down at him, watching as he paid equal attention to both pink nubs enticing little moans and whimpers from the teen.
Tsuzuki licked a trail down to his navel swooping down for a taste before reaching the waistband of Hisoka's boxers.
Tsuzuki moved back a little to look down at his young lover. He was absolutely gorgeous, laying there withering in ecstasy, tangled in the sheets, with nothing but his boxers standing the way of him being completely nude. Gods.
"Tsuzuki, I thought we weren't supposed to think."
Tsuzuki blinked, "Way to ruin a moment, asshole. Just kidding."
Hisoka glared at him, "You know, I could leave."
He made a motion to get up.
"No, I'm sorry!" Tsuzuki flung himself onto Hisoka.
"Whoa…all right already, geez."
"Yay." Tsuzuki grinned against Hisoka's shoulder.
Tsuzuki bit down on Hisoka's shoulder causing him to yelp. Tsuzuki placed a kiss there apologetically. Tsuzuki ran his hand over the cloth of Hisoka's boxer.
Satin. He moved his hand around the bulge causing Hisoka to gasp. Lightly raking his fingers against it, teasing him, provoking him.
Hisoka reached down and grabbed Tsuzuki's hand.
"Just do it already."
Tsuzuki laughed.
"All right."
Slowly, Tsuzuki reached for the waistband of Hisoka's boxers, easing them off his hips and down his legs, eventually throwing them in the vicinity of the other items of clothing.
He quickly got off Hisoka to discard is own boxers before gently straddling his hips again.
"Mmm…'Soka, you're beautiful." He placed a kiss on the mark he left again, venturing lower. Kissing every inch of the beautiful boy beneath him before reaching his targeted destination.
Tsuzuki licked the tip of Hisoka's manhood experimentally; gaining a sharp intake of breath; half hiss half gasp in response. Tsuzuki smirked, and looked up, seeing Hisoka watching him so intently, his lust filled eyes screaming his need. Tsuzuki leaned back down to nuzzle his prize; oh, this was going to be fun.
Hot lips closed over his hardness and Hisoka groaned loudly. Tsuzuki took him in till he was fully engulfed in the warm heat. Hisoka bucked forward into the new sensation. Tsuzuki reached out and gently pushed the eager youth's hips back onto the bed so he wouldn't be choked.
Tsuzuki grinned mentally, he was going to take his time and make Hisoka want him he wanted to hear him beg for it. He slowly pulled back, raking his teeth gently against the teen's sex. Hisoka closed his eyes, reaching up to card a hand through Tsuzuki's beautiful locks of hair, pace quickening, his hand tightening around the hair.
Hisoka's breath hitched, reaching the point of climax. Before that could happen, though the contact was lost. He let out a whimper of protest, looking up to meet amethyst eyes, blinking confused. Tsuzuki crawled back up the length of Hisoka's body placing a chaste kiss on his lips.
He opened his mouth to speak but Tsuzuki placed a finger there to silence him. "I can't have you finishing so soon; I'm not done with you." Tsuzuki winked before reaching over into one of the drawers on the night side table, next to the bed. He grabbed a bottle, closing the drawer, focusing his attention the wheat-haired teen once again.
He draped one of Hisoka's legs over his shoulder, kissing the creamy smooth skin. Leaning back over Hisoka to kiss him. Tsuzuki pulled back slightly; coating his fingers with the lightly scented lubricant he had gotten only moment before. He looked to Hisoka for approval, and he could only nod in response.
Tsuzuki smiled, before gently sliding the first finger in. Hisoka gasped and closed his eyes. Tsuzuki kissed his cheek, "Relax," he murmured into Hisoka's ear. "I won't hurt you." Hisoka nodded, breathing in deep, "Okay, go ahead,"
"You sure?" "Hisoka nodded, again, "Yeah, I'm sure." Tsuzuki slipped in another finger, carefully making a scissoring motion, then three. Hisoka was squirming under him, "Tsuzuki…" He glared, "Come on." Tsuzuki smirked, "A bit impatient aren't we?" Hisoka glare at him, Tsuzuki just laughed. He continued his ministrations; he was looking for the right spot the place that would make Hisoka arch into him. And when he finally did white stars exploded in front of Hisoka's vision causing him to cry out, arching into the touch. Found it, he thought sarcastically.
Tsuzuki pulled back, grabbing the lube covering himself with it, he placed the tip of his burning need at Hisoka's entrance. Looking up again to get the okay, he saw Hisoka nod and slowly began to push forward. Hisoka gasped, and bucked into the new sensation. Every muscle in his body was tingling with each new sensation. The tips of Tsuzuki's fingers brushing at his skin teasingly. Tsuzuki leaned down to kiss Hisoka when he was fully sheathed inside. Staying where he was till his blond lover got used to the feeling, relaxed a little more. Hisoka pulled back from the kiss, "Gods, Tsuzuki, move already." Tsuzuki blinked, slightly confused. "Just…"
Hisoka squirmed a little, "Move…please?" Tsuzuki laughed, "Your wish is my command." Tsuzuki pulled out only to slam back in, causing Hisoka to arch up. It felt wonderful, it was a rhythmic pace Tsuzuki had set, not too fast, and not too slow, at a pace they could both enjoy. Moans and panting filled the quiet room; they were the only sounds almost like echoes reverberating off the otherwise silent walls.
Tsuzuki hit that spot in Hisoka over and over, it was pure ecstasy. He wished it could last forever, this feeling…Tsuzuki could see that Hisoka was almost there, gently pulling him up so that he was seated in his lap, giving Tsuzuki greater access. He began to thrust faster into his lover. Hisoka rested his hands on Tsuzuki's shoulders for support.
He could feel the heat gathering in his stomach, moving down slowly, his whole body was on fire reaching his climax. Muscles clamped down on Tsuzuki and he too reached climax. Both of them collapsing onto the bed; spent. After their breathing had settled down, Tsuzuki lazily pulled Hisoka closer, reveling in his "after-sex" smell.
(A/N: Okay, it's safe now… Never was in the first place… but, hey… Ha-ha… sorry.)
He smiled, pulling the covers over them, they could wash up later, all Tsuzuki wanted to do was cuddle with his lover. "Tsuzuki…" He looked into emerald eyes, "Yeah?"
"I love you." Tsuzuki smiled, "I love you, too." He leaned up and placed a chaste kiss on Hisoka's lips. Leaning back he smiled, wrapping his arms around the boy. Hisoka shifted so that he was half draped over Tsuzuki placing his head on his chest, drawing lazy patterns over the silky smooth skin. After a while he heard Tsuzuki's breathing even out, and he too let sleep claim him.
TBC?
A/N: And well…there you have it Still can't get that stupid updater to work. TT But, that's all right. I finally finished this chapter, yay! My friend Jenny kept pushing me to do it, so thank you! I hope you'll all enjoy this. Though on a side note…I do feel like this was "I love you, fuck me, now…" No real plot sort of thing, in my opinion…but tell me what you think… I don't know, I feel like it could have had something more behind it. Not just confessions of love and what not. Also, since I really have no initial plan thing for this, should I continue this? (Shrugs)
1 Previously I had an author's note there where I was calling me an asshat. Because, I was ruining the moments with my author's notes. Lol.
2 EW! Lmfao, I was reading over this. WHAT THE HELL WAS I TALKING ABOUT? That's so nasty. But it amuses me… Lol.
3 Wow…. Ignore that random moment. I was running on empty there, and ideas were coming like wildfire, random ideas.
4 So many authors notes. Okay, I have to admit that I did actually do this one time. It hurts like a bitch.
5 I like rootbeer :s
6 WHAT? Could you honestly imagine Tsuzuki doing that? I can… not…