Family Dinner + Dessert

"Izumi!" Haruto launched himself into Izumi's arms the moment he got home. Izumi staggered under the attack but managed to not fall down. All that working out is paying off! "I'm home!"

"Welcome home, Haruto!" Look at that smile! Cuteness overload! Haruto had been quiet this whole week, making Izumi worry about the new job. But now, his mood was completely turned around. Izumi kissed him deeply.

"Ahem!" Momota Fumito interrupted. "Could you not do that when we're around? Jin drives me crazy enough, without you always setting a bad example."

"It's our home, after all, Momo," Haruto said, heading for his bedroom so he could change out of his work suit (dragging Izumi along).

"Not when we're all here for dinner – then it's communal space," he reminded them.

"He's right, Haruto," chimed in Oshima Ayano as she slammed a dish onto the dining table. "We don't want to see that right before we eat."

"Ayano! You're just jealous of them. If you'd only stop being a fortune-hunter, you'd have a boyfriend of your own by now." Hazuki Yui scolded her best friend, bringing in another plate of food.

"Pfft! I just have standards! I'm a model – why shouldn't I get a rich boyfriend? What's your excuse Hazuki?"

"I already have a man to take care of. President Horai is more than enough trouble for me to deal with at work. I don't want to come home and do that all over again."

"Do what all over again?" asked Komiya Jin, just entering.

"Deal with a man."

"Oh." He thought for a moment. "I can see that. Momo is a lot of trouble." He wrapped his arms around Momota, who instantly began squirming.

Ayano bent over laughing. "Momo, you're high-maintenance!"

"Shut up! Jin, stop saying weird stuff like that! Arrgh! Get off me."

Jin looked over at Izumi and Haruto, who had just come out of the bedroom, holding hands and lost in their own little world. He sighed. "It's okay, Momo. I won't kiss you here. Or would you like that?"

"Dammit!" Momota wiggled free from Jin's grasp and stomped off to the kitchen. Jin just shrugged and sat down at the table. He was used to Momo, having been his best friend since childhood. Everyone else joined him.

Just as they finished saying, "Itadakimasu," the door banged open and Ichimaru Yuuki rushed in. "Oi! Sorry I'm late! I just missed the earlier train!" He flopped down into his usual seat, while everyone began eating. "First week at the new job is over! How was yours, Haruto?"

"It started off not good. I mean, I did the work fine, and it's not that hard, but I didn't talk to anyone. I didn't like it much. I'm not around the books at all, just in an office. But today, the President talked to me. He was nice! He said he liked me. Then he called in another guy – Misaki, his name is – and had him show me around, told me we'd be friends."

Haruto's face lit up in a big smile. Izumi had to fight the urge to hug him breathless. So adorable! "Misaki was great! He took me all over the building, introduced me to so many people. And he grabbed me samples from every department – two big, heavy bags of books and manga and magazines! Even a few anime DVDs and voice dramas! I'll share them after dinner. Oh, and Izumi – I saw the computer room you set up. It was really cool!"

"This Misaki," Izumi asked, "what is he like?" Do I need to worry?

"Hmm? Oh, he's nice and he talks a lot. A little older than me and about the same height I guess? He's a junior editor for Japun, and he works on The*Kan. You like that one, right Ayano? With the cooking recipes? I've got the latest issue."

Nothing to worry about in that, Izumi thought. Haruto doesn't seem interested in this Misaki person – not in that way.

Ayano squealed, and Hazuki had to grab her to keep her seated. "After dinner, Ayano!"

"Haruto, why are you so lucky?" Ichimaru whined. "My job is boring, and no one at work is interesting at all."

"Probably it's because I chose a job that interested me. Even though my actual job doesn't interest me. But the books they make do. You ended up where you are because you failed the other interviews, right?"

"...!"

Izumi stepped in, eager to keep the peace. Those two would argue and offend each other all night once they got started. "Ichimaru, everyone at your job is probably just like you, at least on the surface. And you like people who are different – otherwise, you wouldn't keep living in this apartment complex and hanging out with us. Try to find the people who don't fit in. There are always a few if you look for them."

"You..." Ichimaru hung his head, "You're right, I guess. Damn it!" He gulped down his food, muttering about never being able to win against Izumi.

There was a sudden knocking on the door. Haruto went to open it and they all heard him exclaim, "Uncle!"

Izumi froze. Horai made him nervous since he didn't quite approve of their relationship. Haruto was his darling nephew, after all, so he was over-protective, not judgmental. Everyone else jumped up to welcome their favorite landlord. He handed out gifts and witty comments and asked personal questions – it was like Santa Claus had stopped by.

Once he'd greeted everyone and gotten all the news, Horai dropped his bomb. "So, now that Izumi is...officially living in this unit with you Haruto, the one next door is empty. I've found you a new resident, coming next weekend. Her name is Fujioka Haruhi, she's a second-year law student at T University, just turned 20. Hazuki will bring you the paperwork."

All eyes flew to Haruto's face. A new resident would shake up their family again. He showed no concern though. He's really matured this last year, thought Izumi proudly. "Okay, Uncle. I'm glad the new building's walls are so much thicker, she won't hear when me and Iz-!" Or maybe not! Izumi clapped his hand over Haruto's mouth.

"Ahh! Ha ha! I like to play music really loud!" Izumi tried to cover.

It didn't work. Horai gave them a look. "Yes, well... I've got to go now. Izumi...take care of Haruto! Haruto, do well at your new job. I'll check in on you all again soon." With a wave goodbye, he left them to discuss this new development.

The rest of the meal passed peacefully enough for this crowd. They theorized about the new resident, traded insults, bickered and yelled and laughed, and the food vanished. Afterward, everyone helped themselves to a selection from Haruto's work gifts and wandered back to their own apartments.

Izumi sighed with contentment. He loved living in this apartment complex and all his neighbors, but being alone with Haruto was best. They'd been together two and a half years now, but none of the shine had worn off their relationship. He sank down onto the couch and held open his arms. "Haruto, come cuddle with me."

Haruto looked up from the collection of media he'd spread out all around the floor. "You want to watch a movie?" he asked, getting up and settling himself onto Izumi's lap.

Izumi stole a kiss. He stole two more. "Mmm. No, let's just sit here and talk a little. Tell me some more about your job. I was worried, you were so quiet this week. And what about this new person moving in? You're okay with that?"

Snuggling in, Haruto spoke, his lips tickling against Izumi's neck. "New person... You'll all help me with that, right? So it doesn't bother me – at least not yet. And about my job – I didn't want to complain since I've only just started working there. I'd made up my mind to wait one month before quitting. Everyone was polite, but they all seemed so busy and important. And...no one talked to me. I'm not sure why, but it was starting to feel like junior high school all over again."

Oi, that was bad. Izumi knew junior high had been a terrible time for Haruto. He tightened his arms around his lover and kissed his forehead. "Today was different?"

"It started off the same. But then President Isaka wanted to talk to me. I'd only interviewed with his personal assistant, Asahina, so I guess he was curious. He's kind of funny! Made jokes, said everyone at Marukawa were freaks, and he argued with Asahina a lot. They're like an old married couple."

"What? Wait a minute. You think they are...? You know, that's probably not something you should be thinking about your bosses."

"Huh? Oh but...he didn't even react when I mentioned having a boyfriend. And he told Misaki to give me some things from Sapphire – that's the BL division. We should read some of those, maybe they have fun ideas!"

Izumi laughed. Only you would casually mention to your boss of one week that you're gay. Or suggest to me that we find inspiration in some smutty novels. "Oh? You want to play kohai and sensei?" He bounced Haruto a little on his lap, to show he was already inspired. "Notice me, Senpai?"

Haruto giggled. His hand trailed down from shoulder to chest, toyed with a nipple. Izumi's breath caught. To hell with talking! He slid out from beneath Haruto and knelt on the floor, pressing kisses against that firm tummy and swelling cock. Haruto tangled his fingers in Izumi's hair and moaned.

"Take off your shirt," Izumi instructed while unzipping and tugging down Haruto's pants. The shirt went flying, followed by all sorts of other clothing items. Nuzzling his face into Haruto's crotch, Izumi took a deep breath. Ahh! I love the way he smells, the way he tastes, the way he feels. He trailed his nose and tongue up the length of Haruto to the tip, licked away the droplet of wetness he found there.

He slid his lips down slowly, taking Haruto into his mouth as deeply as he could without choking. He swirled his tongue around and around, humming deep in his throat. "Oh! Izumi! Do that some more!" Smiling inwardly - Haruto is so open about what he likes! - he followed orders, determined to pleasure his partner senseless.

But that wasn't enough to get the job done. He added his hand, taking a firm grip, and found the right rhythm. As Haruto's gasps became more ragged, he used his other hand to caress and massage his balls and the spot just below them. "Ye..es! Izumi! I'm, ah, going to...!"

Izumi didn't stop and was rewarded with a hot gush of semen and a series of cries and grunts as Haruto came. Carefully, he let Haruto slide from his mouth and swallowed, licking his lips. He kissed the slim thighs, ran his hands up heaving, sweaty hips and sides. Looking up into Haruto's flushed face, he marveled at how easily this young man had become the center of his world.

Panting, Haruto opened his eyes and bent over for a long kiss. "That was great! Now it's your turn!" And with that, Izumi was tackled to the floor and given his own breathtaking blowjob. Laughter and loving filled the apartment.

Eventually, they ended up spooning in bed, happily exhausted. "I love you, Izumi."

"Be mine forever, Haruto."

"For always."