Chapter Eleven- Boruto

It turned out that the first voyage was going to be two months and as crazy as it sounded, a part of me was relieved. Those two months would be lonely and I would miss him, but it was a lot better than six months or a whole year. I was grateful. When Kawaki first told me that night on the beach my first thought was that I didn't want him to go. A part of me was scared what would happen and after the whole thing with his aunt I was feeling overprotective. I realized though, that this was going to be his life.

The ocean was his second home and nothing could compare to the way he lit up after a storm. He was always so happy and excited, unable to wait until the next one. I couldn't take that away from him and knew if I asked he would stay. If I hadn't seen first hand how mom and dad made it through being apart I would have hesitated, but I think my decisions would still have been the same.

At first Kawaki wasn't going to go out to sea with dad until it was time for the voyage, that way he could spend the rest of the summer with me. During the last month of summer break we did our usual routine that first week, even going on a few dates. It was wonderful and I was enjoying myself. Although during the second week some of dad's crew members got sick and he was short staffed for his next trip. He tried to find replacements, but most of the other ships were out and no one would come help. His only other option was to ask Kawaki and even then he would still be short staffed.

The trip would be for three days and Kawaki agreed to help dad out. I understood and wanted him to go, it was bullshit that none of the other sailors would help dad when he never hesitated to help them. I had suffered for most of the day after they left and then got the urge to explore. Kawaki still didn't like it when I went off on my own, but I was older now and he wasn't here to come with me. I wanted to find something cool to show him when he came back. I packed a snack and my flashlight before heading out mid afternoon. I wouldn't be out long, but I wanted to get a head start.

I passed the lighthouse and traveled further down the beach until I reached where I last left off a while back. I searched around for a few hours and tried not to get frustrated, it had been years since I last found a cove. I was about to give up and head back when it finally happened, a decent sized opening in the rocks that looked promising. I turned on my flashlight and went inside full of excitement. It was huge, a lot bigger than I first thought and had multiple passage ways. It would take a while to explore and I didn't know just how massive it was.

I didn't travel too far inside, it was getting late and I didn't want to get lost. I came across a narrow pathway with a drop on either side. It wasn't too deep and I could see the bottom with my flashlight, but it would be one hell of a fall. I was going to head back when something reflected my source of light, almost blinding me from the other side of the passage. Curiosity got the better of me and I carefully made my way over. I kept my light on the path way to make sure I didn't misstep and reached the other side with ease. When I raise my flashlight to investigate whatever was shining, I suddenly came face to face with a skeleton.

I screamed and took hurried steps backwards, my foot just missing the ledge and slipping off. I lost my balance and fell backwards the next second. The drop was curved and I ended up rolling down, rocks hitting me in painful bursts before everything went black. I wasn't sure how long I was out and I woke up in a lot of pain. The first thing I was able to focus on was my flashlight a few feet away, luckily still in working condition. I panicked when I couldn't manage to open my right eye and desperately hoped none of my bones were broken.

It hurt to move, but I knew I had to. There was no way someone would find me and that skeleton seemed proof enough. I tired to calm down and not let fear get the better of me, I had to get out. It took me a moment to get up, but thank god nothing was broken. I was in a lot of pain, but everything was moving correctly. I brought my hand up to my right eye and felt blood. It was impossible to know how bad it was until I was able to get home. I picked up my flashlight and searched for a way back up, but it seemed my only option was to climb. It wasn't steep and it felt like I had just enough strength to pull it off. Probably.

Regardless, I had to try at the very least. I placed the handle of my flashlight in between my teeth and started to climb. My body protested, some of the rocks sharp enough to cut my hands, but I was determined to make it. I wasn't going to get stuck in here and I sure as hell wasn't going to die in a place like this. I was exhausted once I managed to reach the top and went to my knees, breath coming out in harsh pants. I grabbed my flashlight and had to take some time to recover. My body was ready to give, but I wouldn't let it. After I caught my breath I retraced my steps, not stopping until I was outside under the night sky.

I was never more thankful to smell the ocean air than in that moment and collapsed on the sand in relief. It was impossible for me to move anymore and my eye was starting to close just as a bright light shone in the distance. I hadn't registered that I passed out again until I woke up in my bedroom covered in bandages. Himawari was asleep in the mattress with me and mom was sleeping as well in a chair beside my bed. I was both happy I made it and overwhelmed with guilt. I knew they were worried, I wasn't even sure what day it was or how long I had been unconscious.

I later found out that it was day two since dad and Kawaki left. Mom had scared the shit out of me and forbid me from ever exploring again unless Kawaki was there, scolding me until she was red in the face. Then she broke down into tears and told me how frightened she was when I hadn't come home. She got some help and gathered a search party to look for me. I felt horrible for doing that to her and Himawari, my poor sister refusing to leave my side for the longest time. I was lucky my only injuries were a lot of cuts and bruises, but my eye had been the biggest concern.

There was a long cut in the center that was sure to scar and I feared I wouldn't be able to see out of it, but in the end I didn't lose my sight. Before I knew it, the three days of the trip were over and Kawaki and dad were coming back. I just knew Kawaki was going to be pissed and I had been too focused on healing to think about it. I was still bruised up and had bandages on my hands, but my other cuts had healed during those two days since I fell. I was nervous and honestly afraid to see him. He hated it when I went off by myself and now that I had gotten hurt, he was sure to really lay it on me. He might be worse than mom.

After Himawari said she saw them coming up the path, she ran outside to greet them while I went up to my room to hide. I locked the door, wanting to put this off as long as possible. There was no way this was going to go well and I knew he had every right to be angry. I knew that, but that didn't mean I was ready for it. A small part of me felt self conscious about my face, not wanting him to see the scar over my eye and not be able to look at me. But I did it to myself and had to deal with the consequences. I didn't deserve to feel sorry for myself. I heard dad and Kawaki's voice downstairs, mom and Himawari talking to them as they got settled. I wasn't able to make out what they were saying and hoped mom wouldn't tell them what happened right off the bat, but I couldn't be sure if she would.

My heart stopped when my doorknob rattled, and I knew it was Kawaki. "Boruto?" He called. "I'm home… why is the damn door locked?"

"W-welcome back." I stammered, noting how his voice was absent of anger. Mom didn't tell him yet. "I'm, uh, getting changed." Please buy it, please buy it, please buy it.

"Getting changed?" He scoffed. "You weren't the first to greet me so what the hell are you hiding?"

Fuck. "I'm not hiding anything."

"Then open this damn door." He growled and started rattling the whole door then.

"Okay! Hang on a sec." I said and my mind raced, there was no way to get out of this. I unlocked the door and quickly dove under the covers. "I'm . . . not feeling that well so . . . don't get too close."

Kawaki walked in and closed the door behind himself before padding over to my bed. "Not feeling well? Usually if you feel bad you're more clingy. Now you're wanting me to keep my distance?" He snorted and took hold of the covers, snatching them off of me even though I was holding on for dear life.

I covered my face with my bandaged hands in a last ditch effort to postpone the inevitable. "Don't freak out."

"Boruto… what the fuck?" Kawaki hissed and grabbed my wrists, prying my hands away from my face. He blanched at seeing me, eyes widening and face paling. He let go of my wrists and took a step back away from my bed.

I knew it, this scar was . . . "It was an accident." I told him quietly. "Don't be mad." Though I was well aware he would be anyway.

His hand ran through his hair and he breathed deeply. He stood there for a moment and then stormed out of my room without a word, slamming the door closed behind him. I winced, knowing this was the calm before the storm. He was going to go work himself up even more and then come back to raise hell. The door opened again but this time it was dad, a deep frown on his face. Mom had told him. He gave me a hug and said he was glad I was alright, but he agreed with mom. No more exploring on my own. It wasn't my fault, it was an accident, but I understood. It was safer not to go alone and frankly I was thankful they didn't forbid me from exploring all together.

We talked for a while before he headed back downstairs and I decided to go with him, knowing that if Kawaki got me alone it would be all over. I helped mom with dinner while dad told Himawari about the trip. When it was time for dinner I wasn't surprised when Kawaki didn't come down right away, but as we started eating I suggested someone should go get him. Mom told me he had left the house and would be back later, his share already put on a plate and in the fridge. I wondered just how worked up he was going to get or if maybe the added distance would help him calm down. I couldn't know for sure which would happen, but I had my fingers crossed.

After dinner I went upstairs and took a shower. I was in a hurry to get to bed, wanting to fall asleep as soon as possible. When I was done I got dressed and began rewrapping my hands in clean bandages. I was sitting on my bed finishing up when I heard something fall in the hallway followed by a few curses. I recognized Kawaki's deep voice and wondered if it was too late to pretend I was sleeping, the sound of his steps coming closer.

"Mother fucker," Kawaki snapped as he swung my door open and stumbled inside. "Fucking shit." He huffed, kicking the door shut before turning to glare at me. "You bitch."

"I apologize." I said, realizing he had been drinking. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing in this situation.

"I'm gonna kick your goddamn ass!" He seethed, fists clenched as he started walking over to me.

"Please don't." I said and held my hands in front of me, not thinking he was capable in this state but being prepared just in case. "It was an accident, at least let me tell you what happened."

"Oh I can take a fucking guess. Hardheaded fucking asshole. You piss me off so much." He spat, leaning over me and grabbing hold of my shirt at my chest. "You never fucking listen to me!"

I frowned and looked away. "I just wanted to find something cool to show you . . . . I'm sorry."

His grip on my shirt tightened and he breathed heavily. "You don't get it. You don't fucking understand." His voice grew quiet and it was only then that I realized he was shaking. "How can I… go away when I can't trust you? You're so fucking stupid. You don't even care!"

"No, don't say that." I said, looking back at him. "You know I care, don't you? I'm hearing what you're saying . . . I understand. I-I've lost your trust, but . . . please, you can't stay because of me. Do what you have to do, make mom promise to keep me on house arrest, it doesn't matter. Just don't stay because of what I've done . . . I wouldn't be able to forgive myself."

Not that, anything but that.

"I can't… I can't leave you for that long when anything could happen to you." He dropped his head and let go of me, dropping to his knees on the floor. "You're… really just as naive as you always were."

I reached forward and grabbed his shoulders, begging him to change his mind. "Kawaki, don't do this. I . . . I can prove it to you. I won't go exploring again, even while you're here. I've done it before and I can do it again. I'll stop."

Kawaki shook his head slowly as he stared at the floor, refusing to look at me. "I can't." He whispered. "I can't."

He got up from his position and onto his feet, pulling away from my touch. He turned to leave the next second and I caught a glimpse of tears in his eyes. I got up and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, clinging to him desperately.

"No . . . no. I'll do whatever you want me to do. Please."

"Let go of me." He said, words muffled.

"Never!" I held onto him even tighter.

"Boruto." He scoffed and went to grab my hands but stopped. "Let go now… before you hurt yourself."

I shook my head stubbornly against his back. "I won't, not if you're about to leave."

"Damn asshole, you still won't listen to me." He sighed but relaxed after a second. "Then get back into bed and I won't leave."

I loosened my hold a little, but didn't let go. "I don't believe you. You're gonna leave the second I let go."

He stiffened, proving me right. "No I won't." He lied weakly.

"I can't lie to you and you can't lie to me so don't bother." I said and buried my face in his shirt. "Stay."

"Why do you have to be this way?" He breathed. "I can't fucking deal with you."

Despite the situation, a small smile found my lips. "You should be used to it by now."

"Doubt that will ever happen." He muttered and turned around to face me. His hands raised to my face and he pushed my blond hair aside to run his thumb down the right side of my face, just next to the scar. "I can't believe this happened to you."

I frowned and looked down to his chest, feeling guilty and self conscious again. "I know . . . I tried to be careful, but I got scared."

"You… scared?" He asked, sounding surprised and I closed my eyes as he started stroking my hair.

I hummed. "Yeah . . . there was a skeleton in that cove . . . that's never happened before."

"What?" Kawaki gasped. "Like… a human?"

"Yes." I confirmed. "The cove is massive, I have no idea just how big it is. I went down one of the paths and found it in there. I don't know what happened to that person . . . or how long their skeleton has been down there. I didn't really get a good look."

Kawaki wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. "Shit. It could have been you, you damn idiot. Please listen to me. I can't live every day of my life worrying about you."

"I'll listen, I promise." I said with as much conviction as possible. "I did my best and I made it back . . . I didn't give up."

"Did you report it?" He asked softly while rubbing my back.

"Mom did after I told her what happened." I explained. "She thinks it's a missing person."

"Thinks?" He questioned curiously.

I hid my face in his chest, embarrassed. "Well . . . I was kind of hoping it was a pirate."

"Oh hell." He chuckled and kissed the top of my head. "I hope that you realize how dangerous going out on your own is after that. Because I… I need you to be safe. Always. When I'm not here I need you to be smart. Or else I can't leave you."

I looked up at him hopefully, but seriously. "I understand. It's the least I can do for you, and I'll do it. I swear."

"I don't know if you mean it."

I picked up on his words, cheeks reddening a bit. "Do you want me to show you how much I mean it?"

"I don't think you can."

"You wanna bet?" I asked and was determined to show him.

"Well yeah. Since I'd win." He chuckled.

I huffed. "This isn't like that cookie bet, I have a fair chance this time. Come down here." I demanded as I got on my tippy toes.

He leaned down a bit but stayed out of my reach. "Wait a minute… that reminds me… I won that bet and never got my prize."

"Yes you d-" I cut myself off as I remembered, we both had completely forgotten about it. "You didn't . . . is there really a point now? It's been so long . . . you don't want it, right?" I asked, trying to get out of it. The prize was I had to do whatever he said for a whole day. Period.

"Depends… what did I win again?" He smiled and leaned down some more. So close.

I knew he was teasing me, but I couldn't find the will to resist. "A day . . . I have to do as you say for one day." I told him and wished he would just close the distance already.

"Well shit… How could I forget that?" He asked, dipping down further but just as I moved to kiss him he pulled back out of reach.

"Kawaki!" I whined. "Stop that. I wanna kiss you."

"Yeah?" He smirked. "I don't know if I'm ready for that kind of commitment."

He was too cheeky for his own good. "What makes you think you can back out now? You're already committed to me."

"Am I?"

"Damn straight you are." I said and moved my arms from around his waist, trailing up his arms to his neck. "Now come here so I can kiss you."

Kawaki leaned down again and moved his cheek to my lips. "Lay it on me."

I scowled and then grabbed his face to turn his head. I forced his mouth to meet mine and bit his bottom lip for teasing me, licking it afterwards. He growled and I pulled him closer, slipping my tongue past his lips. I moved it around and greedily tasted him before sucking on his tongue when it entered my mouth. My fingers threaded through his black hair and pulled just a bit, knowing after our many make out sessions that he liked it. The kiss was wet and messy, but he wasn't complaining. It wasn't long before I pushed back into his mouth again, not able to get enough. I was reluctant when I had to pull away to breathe and stared longingly at his lips.

"How . . . was that?" I panted.

"Not good enough." He said breathlessly. "Try harder."

I hadn't caught my breath yet, but dove back in anyway. I walked forwards until his back hit the door and didn't loosen the hold I had in his hair. I kissed him harder and didn't give him a chance to kiss back. I claimed his mouth as my own and seduced his tongue with mine, every caress and swirl practically sinful. He had taught me more than he realized over time and I was going to show him that it paid off. We were both starved of breath when we parted again and I had to wait a few moments before I could speak.

"Better?"

Kawaki moved his head back against the door as he breathed and stared up at the ceiling. "Shit."

I was more than satisfied with that answer and well aware of his growing problem. It wasn't like I was doing much better. "Do you . . . can I . . ." I trailed, unable to resist the temptation.

His head dropped and he looked at me, grey eyes filled with lust. "What?"

"C-can I . . ." I couldn't help the way my face flushed. "I wanna touch it."

Brows furrowing, Kawaki's lips parted and then snapped shut as he looked away from me. "Don't fuck with me."

"I'm not." I said, the warmth between our bodies making me excited. "I want to . . ."

"Boruto." He looked down at me, obviously torn. "We can't."

"Why?"

He took my hands in his and lowered them to his chest. "Because you fucked yourself up."

"Oh." I said sadly. I had forgotten about my injuries. "Then . . . will you sleep in here tonight?"

Releasing my hands, a sour look appeared on his face. "Guess I fucking will but I…" He huffed in frustration and pushed me away. "I'll be back later."

He left my room and closed the door behind himself, leaving me speechless. I didn't understand what was going on until I remembered my own problem. I got in bed and under the covers, laying on my back bitterly. He would be able to take care of it, but I wasn't. The tension between us kept growing as time went on and I thought we were going to do something about it, take a step forward but I had to ruin it. I rolled over to my side and tried to calm down. I was glad that my scar didn't seem to bother him after all and that he would go as long as I kept my promise. I know I didn't deserve the second chance, I had lost his trust, but I wouldn't let him regret it. I would make sure he never would.

There was only a week and a half left before he would have to leave and I didn't know what I would do when he was gone. I would go to school of course and hang out with Shikadai and Metal, but then what? I couldn't goof around those two months and needed to think about my future. Kawaki was chasing his dream, now I had to figure out mine.

Around twenty minutes had passed before Kawaki returned. He came in and closed the door, dressed in a pair of his usual sleeping shorts. His hair was still damp from the shower and he smelled great. He got into bed next to me and pulled the cover up over him. I couldn't help imagining him in the shower and what he'd done. Which wasn't helping my case.

"You okay?" He asked me softly, rolling onto his side to face me.

"Yeah." I nodded, the smell of his shampoo making its way over to me.

"Sure you didn't fuck up your hands even worse while I was gone?"

I blushed and raised my hands from under the covers to show him. "No. I didn't do anything."

He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. "Good."

I shamelessly cuddled, not caring that it made my condition worse. "You smell good." I sighed and rested my hands against his bare chest.

"Yeah?" He smiled and rubbed his nose against my cheek. "You do too."

I enjoyed the attention and smiled back happily. "I'm glad you think so." I said and moved even closer, needing his touch.

His hand ran down my back and slipped under my shirt, slowly moving up and down. "You're hot."

"I am?" I asked, only half listening now. I slid one hand around his side and up to his shoulder blade to hold him. His skin felt nice and cool.

"Yes." He hummed, moving his lips to my neck and ghosting his fingers up my back. "You're always hot." He said and then kissed my neck.

I shivered before a giggle escaped my throat. "You're always hot too." I said and gasped when I realized I had been slowly rutting against him for who knows how long. "S-sorry. I didn't notice." I said and stilled my hips.

His hand slid down my side to my hip and he pulled me against him. "It's okay."

"Kawaki." I breathed and settled my face in his neck. "Are you sure? You . . . you don't mind?"

"No." He said, voice suddenly deeper. "I like it."

He moved his leg between mine until his thigh was pressed up against my crotch. I moaned and couldn't help the way my hips thrusted, the friction feeling so good on my cock. My grip on his shoulder tightened as I gave in and humped his thigh, starting to pant into his neck.

"Fuck." Kawaki groaned and forced me onto my back and rested his weight on me, grinding down against my erection and moving his lips to my neck. "You have no fucking idea how bad I want you."

I gasped and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, blown away at the feel of his body grinding against mine. I wanted to ask how bad but I couldn't form the words, though I could tell from how hard he was against my leg and after just taking care of himself too.

His tongue was hot at my neck, as was his breath and I moaned at the attention, having never had Kawaki on me like this. His lips trailed kisses up my neck and to my lips, sealing them with his own. So soft and gentle, two things he didn't even seem capable of and yet exceeded in.

"You okay?" He asked, voice husky. So hot it pulled at my groin and I gasped out a moan, nodding quickly.

He pulled back a bit and rubbed his hand up my stomach, pushing my shirt up along the way. My back arched at his touch and I sucked in a surprised breath when he found my nipple and pinched it between his index finger and thumb.

"K-Kawaki," His name escaped me in a breathless plea and he moved his right hand to my face and into my hair just as he kissed me again.

He leaned back, pulling me along with him so that I was sitting up while his tongue explored my mouth. I struggled to kiss him back as he peeled my shirt up, breaking the kiss just long enough to pull it off of me and toss it aside. He lowered me back down, lips urgent against mine and his legs moved between my own.

This sensation was too much. I couldn't breathe. My heart was working overtime. And when he grinded back down on me, my nails dug into his shoulders and I broke the kiss with a breathless cry.

"Hush." He ordered quietly and raised his hips as his hand roamed down my stomach and into my pants.

I bit my lip to keep quiet, but couldn't stop the sultry sounds from rumbling in my throat as he wrapped his hand around my bare cock. It only became more difficult to keep it down when his lips started trailing down my neck and chest. Every kiss. Every nip. Every lick. I was going to go crazy. When I got louder at a particular hard suck to my lower abdomen and a firm stroke to the head of my cock, his head raised and his hand stopped.

"No!" I whined, looking down at him pleadingly and convulsed at the heated look in those grey eyes.

"Keep it down." He told me softly and I groaned in protest and flexed my hips, whimpering as he started stroking me again.

It was impossible. How could he expect me to keep quiet when he was making me feel this way?

"Damn it, Boruto." He growled and pulled his hand out of my pants. "Quiet down or I'll put my dick in your mouth."

Was that supposed to be a threat? I gasped and writhed at the supposed threat, my member throbbing. "Please… don't stop." I panted and he licked his lips, the sight of it turning me on even more.

"Are you gonna be quiet?"

I couldn't. "It's my first time." I reminded, needing him to see reason. I couldn't keep it in.

"I'll be pissed if I have to put a pillow over that face." He muttered, already annoyed and I pouted. "At least try."

"Okay." I said, crossing my fingers under the pillow.

He gave me a look that said he didn't believe me one bit but said nothing more as his eyes lowered to my body and his hands moved to my pants. I raised my hips as he pulled them down, breathing a sigh of relief at being free of the restriction.

I looked at Kawaki in excitement and need, biting my lip as I grew bold despite my flustered state. "Would you . . . lick it?" After experiencing first hand what his tongue could do, I couldn't help wanting to feel it somewhere else.

"You want that?" He asked as he brought his mouth back down to the skin on my lower abdomen and trailed his tongue down south.

"Yes." I moaned, not even bothered that he was teasing me. "I want it."

Kawaki's breath escaped him at my admission and he closed his mouth, swallowing hard. "You must… really want it."

I nodded, hoping he would do it. "Please."

He pulled in a breath and moved lower. His lips ghosted up my shaft and I held tight to the pillow, clenching my teeth to try and keep quiet. My eyes threatened to roll back when he made it to the tip and placed a kiss there and then proceeded to run his tongue around it. My head thrashed and a shuddered moan left my lips, but it wasn't as loud as it could have been.

Kawaki didn't stop or even slow down, his tongue alone was enough to have me seeing stars so when he took my tip into his mouth I couldn't hold back any longer. I cried out and gripped onto the pillow even tighter. The vibration of his own groan coming from his throat had me panting his name. It felt so good that I couldn't take it for another second and yet if it ever ended I was probably going to die.

I forced my eyes open to watch him and the sight was so erotic, my body trembled. I couldn't look. I couldn't look away. He took more of me into his mouth, teeth sheathed behind his lips and tongue flat against the underside of my cock. So hot. So wet. I'd never felt anything like this and it wasn't until I was on the brink of coming that I realized I was louder than I had been the whole time.

But Kawaki didn't stop. Instead he wrapped his hand around the base of my cock, stroking me quickly as he sucked on the head, up and down. So fast. My body stiffened at the intensity of it and suddenly a pillow was slammed down on my face. I held it down, biting into it as I came, thrusting up into Kawaki's mouth, body quaking and thrashing.

His mouth left me only after he'd nearly killed me and he panted against my softening cock, fingers clutching onto my sheets. I tossed the pillow aside and stared down at his flushed cheeks and swollen lips. Seeing him like that only made the afterglow that much sweeter and a quick glance over his body showed me just how he was feeling, an obvious bulge in his shorts. I was overcome by a different kind of need.

"Kawaki . . . come here."

He crawled up the bed and laid next to me, still trying to settle his breathing. "I'm here." He whispered.

I gave him a soft kiss before pushing him fully on his back. "Kawaki." I said and kissed him again, my hand traveling down his abs. "I wanna . . . do the same to you."

He stiffened, the muscles under my hands becoming more profound from the slightest flex. "Huh?"

"I'll be careful." I assured him and moved down between his legs, my hands taking hold of the band of his shorts. I was drunk on the moment and wanted to make him feel good too.

"Boruto," He breathed, shaking his head. "You don't need to."

My eyes were on his crotch. "No . . . I do need to. Or else . . . I'll go crazy."

"Shit." He shuddered. "You serious?"

I looked back up at him and nodded. "Can I?"

He looked me over carefully for a moment before nodding. "If you need to."

That was more than enough encouragement for me to start pulling his shorts down. My blue eyes widened when I saw his large cock, ready and waiting. I wasn't sure what to do exactly, but he had just done it to me and I could imagine what felt good. My hands went to his waist and stayed there, I knew the touch of my bandages would only irritate his member. I was eager to please him and didn't hesitate to stick out my tongue and lick from the base to the tip, forgetting about my piercing until it was too late. He grunted, but I couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or from pain.

"Does it hurt? Should I take out my piercing?" I asked quickly.

"What?" He scoffed. "Don't piss me off."

I smiled at the reaction, knowing that meant he liked it. I decided to go further down and licked right between his balls, a hiss leaving Kawaki's throat. I made my way back up his cock and took the tip into my mouth, pressing my piercing into the head. He groaned my name and I proudly continued, wanting to make him feel even better. I took in some more of him before starting to suck and his taste caused me to sigh through my nose. I didn't know it would feel like this, he felt so hot and heavy in my mouth. I slowly bobbed my head up and down, mindful of my teeth since he had done the same. I rolled the metal ball in my tongue firmly against the underside of his member and grew more sure in my movements with every sound that left his lips.

I kept at it for a bit before taking him deeper and moving my head faster. He said my name again and I actually moaned, wondering how I could be enjoying this so much as well. It was getting wetter and I swallowed the pre-cum that he released. I made sure to start sucking harder too before I pulled off to give my jaw a break. My gaze went up to his face as I went back to licking, this time paying attention to every inch of his cock. It was giving me a different kind of high than from before, I was in control but still overwhelmed with a need and desire for Kawaki. I wanted to make him come, I really really wanted to. His hips began thrusting against my tongue and I gladly let him. This was just as erotic.

I only squeezed his hips to still him when I wanted to try something else, raising my head up to the tip again. I took the head back into my mouth, but this time I pressed my piercing right into the slit of his member.

"Ah, fuck!" He hissed, tensing his jaw to keep himself from groaning but it still rumbled in his throat.

It gave me goosebumps and I suspected I was turning into a pervert, but only for Kawaki. The pure need I felt and arousal could only be awakened by him. I wanted to do more, I was becoming greedy, but I couldn't help it. I wanted everything he could give me. My lips moved further down his cock once more and I took him in as far as I could without gagging. I wasn't helping him try to be quiet, but my mind was focused in on making him lose himself. I sucked every time I bobbed my head upwards and that seemed to be the right thing to do, a thick spurt of pre-cum going down my throat. I moaned again and went faster to bring out more.

I kept going and didn't slow down, my body flaring up when I realized I was hard again. I knew being a teenager made me horny, but I was pretty sure this was all Kawaki. I couldn't resist rutting my hips against the mattress, my member pressed hard onto the bed. The different sides of pleasure made my mind spin and I was shocked at how close I was to coming. However, I wasn't worried about myself. I was concentrated on Kawaki and the noises he was doing his best to keep down. He had to be close as well judging from the way his hips twitched and I rubbed his waist in encouragement. He took the hint after a few moments and carefully thrusted up into my mouth, my body tingling at the feeling.

My own hips moved faster with a mind of their own as I focused on sucking around Kawaki's cock. It wasn't that much longer before he froze and came and I hungrily swallowed every drop. I kept him as far down as I could and licked all around his member, my hips stilling as I came as well. I was definitely a pervert. I never knew I had this side of me or that I could be this way. It was crazy, but strangely I wasn't ashamed. Once I was sure he was finished, I pulled back and sat up to sit on my legs. The room smelled like sex and Kawaki looked like I felt.

I was able to recover enough to start pulling the blanket off the bed after a few moments, but couldn't get very far with Kawaki laying on it.

"Hey, roll off the cover." I told him and pulled it a little.

"What the fuck are we gonna tell mom and dad?" He asked as he stared at the ceiling, unmoving. "You think they'll kick me out?"

I frowned and left the seed covered blanket alone. "Why would they kick you out? I mean, it'll be embarrassing to face them in the morning . . . but I don't think they'll be too upset."

He looked at me, seeming unsure. "I don't think they'll like us fucking around."

"Why wouldn't they? They already know we're together. It should be expected, right?" I didn't know why he was so worried.

His brow furrowed. "They know?" He questioned as if this was news to him. "That's one thing. But even knowing. What if they don't want us living together if we're going to be fucking and shit."

"As gross as it is to think about, do you honestly think mom and dad never do it when we're home? Cause I bet they do. Mom's known about us the longest and has been given me smug looks ever since I told her about my crush on you."

"You told her you had a crush on me? When?" He asked in surprise.

"Well . . . when I was fourteen." I explained. "And then she passed it onto dad. Did you really not know that they knew about us?" I couldn't imagine the pressure he felt.

He shook his head slowly. "No… I had no idea."

I moved up the bed and leaned over him, not liking the look on his face. "It's alright, Kawaki. They're okay with it. You can relax." I said and kissed his forehead.

"I can't believe they still accepted me… knowing you liked me even before I knew." He sighed. "They really are the shit."

I laughed. "You're right about that. Now, help me change this cover."

"Alright." He got up and together we got the bed sheets changed.

Nothing was said the next morning, but I could feel that they knew in the unspoken smug attitudes they were giving off. They really were our number one supporters. Kawaki and I stuck to each others sides for the rest of the week and that last week before things changed. We did our best not to get too handsy, but knowing that we would have to part soon added to the urgency of our newly explored sex drive. Once the day of his voyage arrived, I refused to let go of his hand the whole way to the ship. The whole family went to the docks and Himawari was doing her best not to cry. It was only two months, but it would still be hard on us.

Everyone said their goodbyes before I pulled Kawaki to the side, hugging him tightly. "Don't forget to draw for me."

"Don't worry. That's all I'll do in my spare time." He said, smiling softly at me. "Don't forget your promise to me. I don't want to regret my decision."

"I'll be safe and smart." I reiterated. "I hope you have fun, but know that I'll be thinking of you everyday."

"Same here. It's gonna suck." He pouted.

I smiled and tilted my head upwards, silently asking for a kiss. He smiled back and leaned down, answering the request with a soft, sweet kiss. He didn't linger though and when he pulled back he hugged me tight.

"See you."

"See you later." I said and hugged him back, trying to stay strong. "Better get going before I change my mind and keep you." I teased, but a small part of me was serious.

He nodded understandingly and released me. "Then I'll get going. Take care of mom and Hima."

"I will." I said and gave his hand one last squeeze. "Hurry back."

"Shit. Stop it already. Bye." He huffed and turned his back to me. "Better behave or else."

I chuckled and called after him, "I'll do my best. Bye!"

He waved over his shoulder and I watched him go, knowing that the sooner he left the sooner he would be back. Kawaki would constantly be on my mind for the next two months, but I had to focus on myself as well. It was time I started thinking about what I wanted to do with my life. I needed to think about my future. Things wouldn't stay this way forever, they would change as time went on and I had to be ready to change with them. Kawaki and I would be seventeen soon and adulthood was closing in fast. Who knew what it would bring.