How to Lose Your Ears in Ten Days

Day 9

By YaoiKitten

For Rahzel, for everything you've done for me and being a sweetheart about it.

Ritsuka could not wait for school to be over, for the bell to ring, for him to be released. He couldn't concentrate on his school work, and his pen was kept tucked between his teeth the entire day. He went through three gnarled and mangled pens by lunchtime.

He was distracted, and no amount of pen mutilating seemed to help. He sat in the back of the class and took the writing utensil apart, spread the pieces out, and put them back together again and again. He doodled. He looked out the window. He watched the second hand go around the clock a million times. His mind swam, his gaze wandered, and no one ever noticed.

His thoughts inexorably returned to Soubi over and over. He would blush when he thought of his love confession the previous night. His stomach would tighten when he thought of how he was naked with Soubi the night before that. His heart would race when he thought about what might happen tonight.

Soubi only had morning classes. They would have the entire afternoon together. They would be alone, with no one to interrupt. They would be able to spend hours drawing the pleasure out of each other, forcing one another to the breaking point before having that last sharp intake of satiation.

The bell rang and Ritsuka was out of the room and down the hall just as most of the other students were beginning to leave their classrooms. He raced to his locker to retrieve his coat and shrugged into it on his way out the door.

Soubi was waiting for him, his white full-length fur coat fastened all the way up to his chin. Ritsuka threw himself into him and furry arms came around to pull him close.

"I missed you today," Ritstuka said, snuggling his cold nose into the fur.

Soubi laughed, and it was the best sound that Ritsuka had heard all day. "I'm glad. I missed you too."

They set off down the sidewalk, chatting happily about whatever came to mind and not caring where Yuiko and Yayoi were. They walked quickly, as if they had a destination that they both wanted to get to as soon as possible. They didn't discuss where they were going--both sets of feet were leading them to Soubi's apartment. They couldn't get there fast enough.

Soubi took out his keys and let them in. He was barely in the door before Ritsuka was pressed up against him, his arms wrapping around his neck and his lips rising to meet his. They kissed and held each other. Soubi's coat engulfed Ritsuka like a cloud of smoke.

The heat of the room got to them, and they began to divest each other of their outerwear. The shoes were kicked off in the genkan and the coats made puddles on the floor. They didn't stop with the coats, and soon fingers were unbuttoning, unsnapping, untying, and just generally unclothing one another.

Ritsuka's fingers were working over Soubi's shirt buttons, but the two men would not stop kissing. They pressed their bodies together until clothes removal became impossible. Finally, Soubi lifted Ritsuka off the ground and led them over to the bed where they fell onto it, still kissing the entire way.

Soubi's pants were gone and Ritsuka's shirt was missing before they came up for air.

Ritsuka reached up and gingerly removed the glasses that were skewed across Soubi's face. He folded them neatly and slipped them into the breast pocket of Soubi's open shirt. Blonde hair was everywhere, and Ritsuka reached up to wipe it off his cheek.

They smiled at each other, and it was that conspiratorial smile of toddlers about to piss off mom. It was the smile that you gave family, the ones you actually liked and were glad to see. It was a smile reserved for friends that you haven't seen in a very long time. It was a smile that lovers used.

"Are you sure?" Soubi tried, one last time.

Ritsuka nodded and smiled, and from somewhere his brain provided him with the most cliché line he would ever catch himself using, "Just shut up and kiss me."

Soubi kissed him, and Ritsuka was pushing the shirt over Soubi's shoulders while he was trying to tug off Ritsuka's pants. They took turns when it wasn't working out, and they were both stripped to underwear and socks in a matter of minutes.

Explorative hands worked over muscles and silk fabric before Soubi leaned back to remove their socks. Ritsuka's hands were all over him, distracting him. They ran over his chest and stomach and brushed the front of his underwear.

Ritsuka loved to watch Soubi become flustered, and every touch became a tease. He watched as a blush spread across the other man's chest, staining the pale skin pink. He touched everything he could before Soubi was on him again, removing his underwear forcibly. Ritsuka reached out and began to slide his partner's underwear down over narrow hips before they got caught on the pointed erection underneath.

Ritsuka smiled and reached underneath, freeing Soubi from the confines of his boxers. Their skin touched for the first time, and a visible shudder ran through the older man.

"Touch me," Ritsuka whispered, and Soubi obliged. He wrapped his long fingers around the boy's erection and stroked carefully. Their fingers were slow and explorative, running up and down the length of each other. They kissed slowly, and their bodies seemed to melt into each other and find the exact way that they fit together.

They settled onto their sides so that they were facing each other. Their hands wandered all over every expanse of skin offered, their lips never parting but for the barest of breaths. Their legs intertwined and their bodies rose to meet the other with each stroke.

Ritsuka tipped his head back and let Soubi kiss down his throat. His eyes fluttered as he felt the passion build inside himself. All the heat seemed to be centered in his groin, spreading out into his torso and limbs from there. The feeling of Soubi kissing his Adam's apple was almost too much.

Soubi let out a soft moan against his neck when he squeezed him. Soubi felt so amazing between his fingers, the softest skin imaginable sliding between his hand. He memorized every curve, every vein until his shape was imprinted into Ritsuka's brain.

As Soubi's fingers raked over him lightly, it was driving Ritsuka mad. It was enough pressure to tease, but not enough to really please. Ritsuka's hips bucked forward, but Soubi barely acknowledged the boy's insistent motion. He smiled and kept moving slowly until Ritsuka whimpered in frustration.

That was Soubi's cue, and he was rolling his partner onto his back. He was kissing his way down that lithe body, taking time to kiss all over his stomach and sides. He left little red marks on the boy's hips, and his mouth was working over the tops of his thighs.

Ritsuka felt his breath speeding up until he thought it might carry him away. Soubi was so close, so maddeningly close. He reached down and laced his fingers through Soubi's hair, rubbing the strands over his stomach and between his hands. He could feel him working on his inner thighs now, kissing and suckling at the most delicate of areas right below his groin. He gasped when Soubi sucked at his inner thigh particularly hard, and his hands fisted into the silk comforter.

Ritsuka gasped and slowed his breathing down, trying to focus on something else in the room instead of Soubi kissing up and down his inner thigh. He was certain that the man was doing it just to drive him crazy, and he wanted to get on with it. Easy for Soubi to take his time--he had experienced all this before. For Ritsuka, this was his first and he couldn't wait any longer.

Soubi's lips were kissing the tip of his erection before he knew it, and Ritsuka felt a current run up his spine. Soubi was getting the very first taste, sucking down that clear bead of fluid resting on the tip of him. The world seemed to narrow down--from the entire room to just the bed, from the bed to just the two of them. Ritsuka felt every point of contact that Soubi made with him.

Soubi's lips were soft and loose as he took him in, wetting the shaft with his tongue so that he could slide down easier. Ritsuka was squirming beneath him, and he could feel the other boy's erratic heartbeat through the organ in his mouth. The blood was pulsing through, over his tongue and between his cheeks. He closed his eyes and felt the current that ran through Ritsuka, an audible electricity that seemed to pass between them in only the most intimate of moments.

Ritsuka's head rocked from side to side on the pillow. His tongue kept darting out to lick his suddenly dry lips and his fingers were knotting in Soubi's hair. His entire being was being compressed into the space between his thighs, that Soubi was caressing his tongue.

He could not even think of coming, not with Soubi nestled so comfortably between his thighs. The older man suckled at him like the most contented of lover, and Ritsuka found himself overwhelmed. Again his eyes seeked something to latch onto, something to take his mind away. This was too much, too fast, and he realized that his body didn't know how to take it. He relaxed into the mattress, letting all the energy drain out of his body and letting his eyes flutter closed.

Soubi's rhythm became soothing, and he was loosing himself to the waves of pleasure that he caused. Ritsuka rode them out until he felt his muscles loosening. He sighed and moaned each time the tip of him touched the back of Soubi's throat. He felt the orgasm building up inside now, and he started to try to pull away.

Soubi glanced up at him, a flash of blue eyes before he wrapped his arms securely around Ritsuka's thighs and hips with no intention of letting go. He kept up his pace.

"Soubi, let go. I'm gonna… Soubi please."

Soubi ignored him.

Ritsuka's hips bucked up and he felt himself spilling over, hot liquid coursing through his urethra to spill down Soubi's throat. The older man held still while Ritsuka pulsed every last drop out. Only then did Soubi lean back, his tongue flicking across his lips followed by a swipe of his hand. Ritsuka was lying beneath him, panting.

"So how are you?" he asked. He sat on the bed next to Ritsuka, letting his hand wander over the other man's stomach.

Ritsuka blinked, trying to make sense of the question. "I'm good… I think."

Soubi smiled down at him.

Ritsuka sat up and ran his fingers through his hair a couple times, working out any tangles caused by the pillow. His whole body was flushed and heated, his erection had partially softened and it rolled against his thigh when he moved. He looked at Soubi, his eyes narrowing, his ears parting down the middle.

"What?" Soubi asked.

Ritsuka pounced on him. They went down in a giggling fit and a tangled mass of limbs. Ritsuka was kissing and biting everything that came his way, and he was moving downward.

Soubi sat back up. "Ritsuka, you don't have to…"

It was too late, the younger man had already settled into his lap. Ritsuka looked up at him, that small, angelic smile played across his face. Soubi's heart stopped with that look, and he held his breath as Ritsuka's tongue flicked out to taste the warmth of his flesh.

Soubi sighed as Ritsuka continued to lick at him in small strokes, then longer ones. Ritsuka swirled his tongue around the head, then worked his lips over the hard shaft. He wet as much as he could going down, as Soubi had done, before he came back up again.

He glanced up to see Soubi's eyes closed in silent concentration. Ritsuka settled into a rhythm, the same as Soubi--up and down, up and down. It was really easy once his throat loosened enough and the gag reflex went away. He wrapped his arms around Soubi's waist and pulled himself even closer.

Soubi gasped and tried to push him away. Ritsuka, afraid that maybe he was doing something wrong, allowed himself to be pushed back. He watched as Soubi closed his eyes and pinched the tip of his penis, his whole body shaking.

"Are you all right?" Ritsuka asked. His ears were pricked forward in curiosity.

"Just trying not to come…"

Ritsuka nodded, wondering if the pinching was really helping. After a moment Soubi offered him a sly smile and put his hands on Ritsuka's shoulder, pushing the boy back on the bed. Ritsuka's eyes widened when he realized what Soubi had in mind. He had read about this, and had tried to mentally prepare himself for it.

Soubi laid out next to him and reached under the pillows, fishing around for something. He pulled out a tube a moment later and held it up for Ritsuka to see. "Is this okay?"

Ritsuka swallowed, and nodded.

"If you want me to stop at any time, just tell me and I will."

Another nod.

Soubi spread the lubricant over his index and middle fingers with his thumb before he reached between Ritsuka's legs. Ritsuka spread his thighs wider and he could feel Soubi reach behind his scrotum, searching out the little opening there.

Ritsuka tensed when Soubi found it and he felt the slick substance being spread over his anus. He closed his eyes and breathed, feeling the tickling of Soubi's fingers on him. Slowly, Soubi began to press in with his index finger. Ritsuka hissed.

Soubi leaned over and kissed the boy's closed eyelids, whispering against them. "I know it hurts," he said. "It burns right now, I know."

And it did burn a little, but Ritsuka could quickly feel himself adjusting. Another second and Soubi had his middle finger in as well, and he was stretching Ritsuka apart. That hurt worse, and Ritsuka was fisting his hands in the sheets, his teeth clenched together. Soubi was whispering soothing things in his ear--how he knew how uncomfortable it was, how good Ritsuka was doing, how much he loved him--but none of them reached the boy.

Just when Ritsuka felt that it was finally over, Soubi was positioning himself between his legs. His eyes snapped open and the blood drained from his face. He watched as Soubi prepared himself, then began to push in.

Ritsuka screamed, a deep, guttural sound between an "ow" and an "ah."

"It's okay," Soubi told him, leaning forward and pressing their lips together. Ritsuka's back was arched, and Soubi was relying on gravity to do most of the work for him. He pushed in a little again.

"It hurts," Ritsuka whimpered, and tears came to his eyes and flowed down his cheek. They ran down into his hair and his ears, but he wouldn't reach up to wipe them away.

"Do you want me to stop?" Soubi asked, clearly worried.

"Try again," Ritsuka commanded stubbornly, and shut his eyes for the worst.

Soubi teetered on the edge for a moment, not sure what he should do. He pressed in experimentally, letting only his head just barely breach that tiny opening. Ritsuka's eyes snapped open and locked onto him. They were so shiny with tears, and Soubi wanted to pull back out.

Instead, he pressed in.

"Stop!" Ritsuka begged, the burning becoming too much for him. "I can't… we can't…"

Soubi looked down. He had barely even gotten in.

"It's all right," he said, lying down next to Ritsuka and pulling the sobbing boy into his chest. "It's all right. It will take some getting used to. Your body has to adjust. We can try again if you feel like it."

Ritsuka nodded, but he wasn't sure that he ever would.

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Ritsuka leaned out of the bathtub precariously, trying to get a good look at himself in the mirror over the sink. His tail and bum hovered just above the bubbles as he leaned, and Soubi found himself reaching out to pat it.

"Why aren't they gone?" Ritsuka asked, watching his ears twitch in the mirror. All that, and they weren't even broken. You'd think they'd at least be broken or something.

Soubi coughed delicately. "We have to…uhm…go all the way…"

Ritsuka gave him a look. "Penetration?" he asked, proving how adult he was in his own mind.

"Yeah. They won't fall off unless you are penetrated or do the penetrating. Since we didn't go all the way…"

Ritsuka scowled at the reflection in the mirror. "How does that work? I mean, how does your body know the difference?"

"Maybe it is a mental thing?" Soubi offered. He grabbed onto Ritsuka's wrist and pulled the boy back down into the water. Ritsuka mumbled something and cuddled into his chest. "Don't worry about it, we have time."

Ritsuka nodded, but he just wanted to hurry up and get it over with.