"Hey, the champagne's here."

Hiroki turned away from the railing of the balcony to see Nowaki stepping out of the room with a bottle of champagne in his hand, along with two wine glasses.

"Great," Hiroki purred. "Just what I need."

Nowaki set the bottle and glasses down on the small dining table, then opened the bottle with a bottle opener.

"You seem a little distant again," Nowaki commented, pouring Hiroki a glass of champagne. He handed it to him, and Hiroki took it gratefully and took a much-needed sip. "What were you getting so upset with your mother about?"

"It's nothing," Hiroki said hastily. "I was just… thinking about how pretty the sea is this late at night."

Hiroki braced himself with one hand on the railing and looked over his shoulder with a little smile on his face. Nowaki seemed to accept that answer, and he stepped forward to put an arm around Hiroki's waist.

"I was looking at the brochure, and I saw that the lido deck offers a place to sunbathe. Want to go tomorrow? Maybe get a bit of color on that pretty little face of yours?" Nowaki asked, smiling as he pressed a kiss to Hiroki's temple. Hiroki chortled.

"What do I look like, a twenty-year-old beach bunny?"

"Mm… I bet you'd be sooo hot as a beach bunny."

"Ha, I don't think so."

"Aww…"

Hiroki thought for a moment.

"Hey, how could you read the brochure and not the menu in that restaurant?"

"Pictures," Nowaki admitted, laughing awkwardly. "I just kind of put two and two together."

"Mmm…" Hiroki hummed. They stood together in a long, comfortable silence, sipping their champagne.

"Hiro-san?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you break up with me after you found out that I gave you that Append-X pill by force?"

Hiroki furrowed his eyebrows at the random question, turning his head towards Nowaki.

"You're like… literally a whole year late."

"I know. I know it's terrible for me to say this, but I really didn't think of it much after it happened. I mean… I was busy taking care of you and stuff… so now that we're married and my mind is cleared, it gives me a chance to reflect on everything that has happened between us. And being married… it has got me thinking how many times that I've come within an inch of losing you. I wasn't just saying pretty words in my vows because I felt like it. I am truly confused as to why you have been able to put up with me for all of these years."

Hiroki stared out into the sea, his eyes trailing over the silver streaks that the moon created as it reflected across the waves.

"Come here," Hiroki said, setting his half-empty champagne glass down on the dining table. Nowaki set his down as well and allowed Hiroki to lead him to the chaise. Hiroki sat down upon its plush surface and patted the cushion next to him for Nowaki to sit. Nowaki sat and watched as Hiroki leaned against the headrest. He curled his legs to the side, his sandaled feet touching Nowaki's thigh.

"Back when all of those things happened, I questioned my decision to stay with you, too. There were many times that I wanted to break up with you, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Even when we first started dating, I wanted to break up with you all the time. I mean… we hardly talked. We just went to family restaurants for dates, and even then all I did was work. You didn't even live with me until six years later. There was just… a lot of distance between us that I wanted to break up with you for. Not to mention the really bad communication problems."

Hiroki glanced at Nowaki, who gazed back at him intently.

"But, obviously, I didn't. Maybe it was out of fear of falling into depression again, or maybe I truly did stay with you out of just love. I mean… that's why I'm with you now. I don't fear anything anymore. But back then… I don't know.

"Append-X… I feel like that was the turning point in our relationship. Even though it was something that you forced and I felt like I wanted to break up with you for it… I couldn't help but feel as if… as if that was when the last of the fear of depression left me. That was when I was sure that I was with you out of love and love only. And that feeling of… of safety, and of being wanted so much to the point of desperation… I guess I was addicted. That's why I stayed with you after the Append-X meltdown. It was in those few hours that I realized that you loved me so much that you wanted to have a family with me. I just couldn't let that go."

Hiroki looked at Nowaki again, who remained silent.

"I'm sorry… I know that was probably hard to understand."

"No… I understand. I'm just thinking."

They remained quiet for a while, simply staring blankly out at the Baltic. Hiroki turned to Nowaki again when he felt a hand on his ankle.

"Your skin is cold," he said, rubbing the bare skin and trailing his fingertips up Hiroki's Capri pants. "Want to go in?"

"No… I want to look at the water for a few more minutes."

Nowaki nodded, then stood. He grabbed the champagne bottle and glasses before stepping back inside. Hiroki laid his head against the headrest and pondered to himself, running through his conversation with Nowaki.

Nowaki returned a few moments later. Hiroki looked up as a fleece throw was spread over his body and tucked in around him, cocooning him. Nowaki crawled onto the chaise and hovered over his wrapped-up husband. He took Hiroki's chin and lowered his head to gently kiss him.

"Mmn," Hiroki hummed, shutting his eyes and pressing up into Nowaki. Soon, their kisses became fervent and heated, their heads twisting and tilting from side to side. Hiroki managed to unwrap his torso from the blanket, and he propped himself up on his elbow. He draped his free arm over Nowaki's neck, tangling his fingers in his husband's hair. They pulled away, their russet and cobalt gazes becoming lustful and dark.

"Bed?" Nowaki whispered. Hiroki nodded and Nowaki promptly got off the chaise. He scooped Hiroki up in the blanket, then stepped back into the room. He slid the door shut once more with his foot, then brought Hiroki to bed. He set him down on the plush surface, then immediately lied down on top of him to kiss him again. Hiroki pulled out the fleece throw from between them and tossed it aside.

"Nn… mm… uhhm…" Hiroki moaned, warmth stirring between his legs as Nowaki's tongue slid past his lips and explored his mouth. "Nnn… 'owaki?"

Nowaki pulled away.

"Yes, Hiro-san?"

"Nnn…" Hiroki hummed, lolling his head to the left. Nowaki followed his gaze, looking over his shoulder. A smirk slowly formed on his face.

"Oh Hiro-san, you're such a sexy little kitten," Nowaki breathed, taking Hiroki by the face and turning it so he could devour his little husband's neck. He resurfaced after drawing a gasp from Hiroki. "I didn't know you were this kinky."

"I-I'm not," Hiroki sighed, gazing up at his husband with half-lidded eyes. "I just want… I just want to have sex in the Jacuzzi."

"Mmm… do you think you can even get off the bed? You're really feeling it…" Nowaki whispered, trailing his hand down to Hiroki's groin, where he gently grabbed his growing erection through the concealment of his pants.

"Ahhn!" Hiroki cried, throwing his head back.

"Go on. I thought you wanted to do it in the Jacuzzi. Let's see if you can make it over there before you lose control," Nowaki said in a husky voice, his eyes darkening as he smiled. Hiroki blushed furiously and wriggled out from underneath Nowaki. He slid off of the bed.

"Of course I can you idi-" he began. However, Nowaki immediately latched himself to Hiroki's back and trailed his hand up the front of his shirt. Hiroki moaned as his fingers brushed past a soft nipple, hardening it immediately.

"Seven feet to go," Nowaki murmured into Hiroki's ear, flicking his tongue out to suckle his earlobe.

"Uhhn… ahh…" Hiroki sighed as he took a shaky step forward. Nowaki followed him, tweaking his nipple as his free hand snuck past the waistline of Hiroki's pants. He stroked Hiroki's erection, causing his knees to buckle slightly.

"Just a little farther, baby," Nowaki purred into Hiroki's ear.

"Sh-Shut up!" Hiroki barked. Nowaki let out a little chuckle. Hiroki jolted and tossed his head back as Nowaki squeezed him.

"You're getting wet…"

"Mmm… nn…" Hiroki moaned, desperately clinging to his sanity as Nowaki rapidly set his body on fire. When he was nearly to the Jacuzzi, he fell to his knees. Nowaki was right behind him the whole way, stroking Hiroki and grinding his growing erection against his little husband's bottom.

"Can you feel how aroused I'm getting by this pretty little show you're putting on?" Nowaki hissed, his breath molten against Hiroki's ear. Hiroki slumped to one side, collapsing onto his elbow. He curled in on himself as Nowaki caged him in and quickly overpowered him, grinding into his hips. He licked Hiroki's neck, ending with a little flick against the hollow of his ear. "Give it up, beautiful."

"Ohh…" Hiroki sighed, tipping his head back and mewling at the ceiling. But he couldn't let himself lose to Nowaki's whispers. He shakily brought himself back up onto his hands and knees and crawled to the Jacuzzi. Trembling, he clambered up the side as he felt Nowaki's arms encircle his waist once more and pinch his nipples through his shirt. Hiroki's eyes rolled to the back of his head, but he groped around the top of the Jacuzzi and found the knobs of the faucet. With a groan, he twisted both of them.

He then could no longer control his body, and he slid down the side of the Jacuzzi.

"Oh, God. It's that determination that makes you so damn sexy, Hiro-san," Nowaki growled. Within moments, shirts and pants were fluttering in the air, and shoes were kicked off to the side. Hiroki couldn't suppress a giggle as Nowaki peeled his lingerie boxer-briefs down and tossed them over his shoulder. He trailed kisses down Hiroki's heated body, earning drawn-out sighs as his hips rolled.

"Nowaki… the Jacuzzi…" Hiroki panted, shutting his eyes and furrowing his eyebrows slightly as he ran a hand through his hair. Nowaki looked up from his abdomen.

"Mm. You want it bad, don't you?" he whispered, flicking the pad of his index finger over Hiroki's weeping slit. His erection pointed straight at the ceiling, its slight curve sending droplets of pre-cum dripping down onto the chestnut curls that rung around the base. When Nowaki touched it, it twitched, and for a few moments a near-steady stream of pre-cum leaked from the tip.

"I want it… nn… Nowaki… please…" Hiroki panted, his nails clawing at the carpeted floor. Nowaki chortled.

"I can't say no," he said simply. Hiroki cried out as Nowaki scooped him up. A second later, he was set into a tub of lukewarm water, on a submerged ledge. Hiroki looked around the half-filled tub dazedly, his mouth slightly ajar.

"It's not… hot…" Hiroki sighed. "Where are the bubbles?"

Nowaki laughed.

"You're adorable when you're turned on."

"Make the water hot," Hiroki whined, tipping his head back and sinking in the water slightly. "Quickly…"

Nowaki chuckled lowly again before climbing into the Jacuzzi. Hiroki watched through squinting eyes as he quickly adjusted the knobs of the faucet. The water steamed as it poured into the Jacuzzi. Nowaki then grabbed a nearby bottle of bubble bath and poured a few capfuls into an opening on top of the side of the tub. He then went to Hiroki and pressed him against the side of the Jacuzzi.

"Bubbles…?" Hiroki mumbled.

"Wait for the tub to fill some more. Then we'll turn on the jets and have some fun," Nowaki murmured into Hiroki's ear. "Until then…"

Nowaki licked Hiroki's cheek before trailing his tongue down to his mouth. He pushed himself into Hiroki's mouth, and was accepted eagerly.

"Uhhn… nnnmm, ahh…" Hiroki moaned, draping his arms around Nowaki's neck. Their lips disconnected for a moment to make room for their battling tongues, which rolled and squelched until the lips around them connected once more.

"Is it getting warmer?" Nowaki asked between small kisses.

"Yes," Hiroki replied, letting out a small cry as Nowaki knelt in front of the ledge, moving between Hiroki's legs. The water splished and splashed around them as they made out, and Nowaki had to wrench himself away from Hiroki to shut off the water and avoid making the tub overflow.

"Is the water hot enough?" Nowaki murmured into Hiroki's ear, reaching down between his legs to palm the tip of Hiroki's throbbing erection.

"Ohh…" Hiroki sighed, tipping his head back. He slipped on the ledge a little, until his head hit the edge of the Jacuzzi. "Hot…"

Nowaki laughed.

"You're going to slip and drown if we don't move you."

"Sh-Shut up…"

Nowaki picked up Hiroki and moved him to the innermost corner of the Jacuzzi, where there was an angled ledge and a headrest. Nowaki laid him down onto it, stroking a damp lock of hair out of his face before moving between his legs once more.

"Are you ready for the jets?" Nowaki purred. Hiroki gazed up at his husband.

"Y-Yeah…"

Nowaki leaned over and flipped a switch on the wall. All of a sudden, the entire tub burst to life, and water shot up against Hiroki's back. Hiroki's eyes snapped open and he arched his back with a cry. He hadn't expected the water to feel almost exactly like Nowaki's heated fingertips, and in his aroused state, he imagined Nowaki's fingers. Prodding him, stroking him.

Touching him.

"Oh Go- ah!" Hiroki hissed, writhing as Nowaki eased him back onto the jets. Bubbles were quickly starting to form, clustering around Hiroki and Nowaki. It hid their lower bodies, and Hiroki had no idea what Nowaki was going to do next as he smirked confidently. Hiroki wasn't left waiting for long as he felt Nowaki's index and middle finger massaging his entrance with small circles.

"You're already clenching for me," Nowaki whispered, leaning into Hiroki and kissing his jaw.

"Mm… nnn… I- ahh!"

Hiroki went rigid and his foot flew straight out of the water as Nowaki slid his fingers in with hardly any resistance. He threw his head back and howled, reaching up to grab the edges of the Jacuzzi arms to brace himself. Nowaki smiled and took Hiroki's raised leg with his free hand. He pressed a kiss to the wet appendage before putting it on his shoulder for it to rest there. Hiroki's toes splayed in the air as Nowaki just grazed by his prostate.

"There… pl-please," Hiroki panted, his chest heaving and his face heating up with a pleasured blush.

"I know exactly where it is, Hiro-san," Nowaki said with a smile. "How badly do you want me to touch you there?"

"N-No... no fingers… just do it…" Hiroki breathed, furrowing his brows as he squeezed his eyes shut. He let out a yelp as Nowaki only brushed by his bundle of nerves once more.

"Do what, Hiro-san?"

"You… You kn-know wh-wh-what, you idio- ahn!"

Nowaki had moved his free hand to wrap his fingers around Hiroki's member and slowly stroke the needy organ.

"You're dr-driving me crazy!" Hiroki growled impatiently, thrashing his head back and forth.

"Just what I like to hear," Nowaki hissed back. He removed his fingers from Hiroki's entrance and pressed up against it once more with his erection.

"Put it in," Hiroki snarled through gritted teeth, removing his leg from Nowaki's shoulder. He wrapped his legs around Nowaki's hips and pulled him in. "Put it in."

Nowaki cursed under his breath, grabbed Hiroki's hips, and slammed into him in one thrust. Hiroki screamed, practically ripping the sides of the tub off. Nowaki bent low over him and pounded into him, his raven locks of hair flopping forward to shade part of his face.

"Yes!" Hiroki wailed, his pride flying out the window as he began to incoherently growl dirty things to his husband. "Fuck me, fuck me!"

"Son of a bitch, Hiro-sa- ah! I'm gonna -uhn- come if you don't cut that out!" Nowaki choked. Hiroki let out a breathy laugh and gave Nowaki a seductive smile, squeezing one eye shut as he felt his abdomen begin to tighten.

"Ah… aha… that's what you get… get for teasing me…"

Nowaki released one of Hiroki's hips to grab his erection and pump it almost violently. The smile was immediately wiped from Hiroki's face.

"Ahh!"

"Positions…" Nowaki croaked. Hiroki looked up at Nowaki, whose perspiration was dripping down his face with exhaustion. Hiroki launched himself off of the ledge. There was a splash as Nowaki reeled back, frantically trying to keep from falling as he bounced backwards in the water. He managed to stop at the ledge on the opposite side of the tub, his hands flailing back to grip the rim of the tub for balance. Hiroki grabbed his elbows and pinned them down to the white Jacuzzi wall. He curled his lips and licked his teeth as he wriggled on top of Nowaki. Nowaki groaned and let his head flop back as Hiroki rode him.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah… mmn…" Hiroki gasped and panted each time he thrust himself down, his head jerking back slightly with each and every move. He released one of Nowaki's arms to run his hand through his damp chestnut hair, which was irritating his already heated neck.

"So sexy," Nowaki breathed, smiling as he reached down between their sliding bodies to stroke Hiroki's erection once more. "I should get you real champagne more often."

"Ahnn…" Hiroki responded, letting a few pleasured tears escape his eyes.

"You're slowing down, Hiro-san."

"F-Feels good… I can't- feels so good…" Hiroki mumbled. He released Nowaki's other arm and brought his hand up to bite his wrist. He whimpered, shivering as he continued to ride Nowaki slowly.

"Hmhm," Nowaki chuckled, sliding his arm into the water to grab Hiroki's hips. "What happened to 'fuck me, fuck me'?"

"Pl-Please…"

Nowaki smiled and leaned forward slightly so he could suckle one of Hiroki's nipples. He grabbed Hiroki's bottom in both hands and squeezed before thrusting into his little husband. He bounced Hiroki in time to each buck of his hips, effectively riling Hiroki up again and drawing Nowaki's name from his lips. Nowaki bounced him even faster, and the water of the Jacuzzi churned around them as they moved.

"Ah! Ah, ahn! Nn… AH! Nowaki… Nowaki! I'm gonna come… I'm coming! I'm-" Hiroki's voice cut out as he threw his head back and screamed silently at the ceiling. Semen pulsed from his erection, washed away by the current of the Jacuzzi. He clenched around the heat moving inside of him, and Nowaki bit down on Hiroki's nipple as he too came. They went rigid as they milked each other of their release, then slumped in the tub, panting.

"Hiro-san…" Nowaki whispered, kissing Hiroki's neck.

"Ow…" Hiroki whimpered, shifting uncomfortably in Nowaki's grasp.

"What's wrong?"

"My…" Hiroki trailed off. He straightened and looked down at himself. Nowaki followed his gaze to his nipple, which was abused to the point of bleeding.

"Oh my God," Nowaki gasped. He snapped his gaze up to Hiroki, whose face was contorted in pain. "I am so sorry… I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine," Hiroki breathed. "It just stings a little bit. Just don't… don't bite my nipples so hard."

Nowaki's eyelids lowered, and he stooped his head to run the flat of his tongue over the puncture wound left by his teeth. Hiroki hissed and wrapped his arms around Nowaki's head, tangling his fingers in his hair.

"Stop!" Hiroki squeaked. "You don't like the taste of blood!"

Nowaki ignored him and continued to lick the blood and the pain away, his lips gentle as he kissed the slight raise of flesh around the reddened bud. Hiroki gasped and hummed above him, jolting slightly with each flick of his husband's tongue. When Nowaki pulled away, he looked up at Hiroki, who slouched slightly and buried his face in Nowaki's shoulder.

"Are you tired, Hiro-san?" Nowaki asked softly, cradling his honey-sweet husband.

"Sleepy…"

"Don't you worry, love. I'll take care of everything."