... and the last chapter :) enjoy, and feel free to leave comments!
- SnowWhiteSummer and fuwasora
Cautiously Tokiya set down another candle, smiling as the small light started to flicker peacefully next the other ones nearby.
Smiling contently, he let his gaze wander through the room, taking in the small Christmas tree he had bought, Otoya's present resting silently under the green branches, all of it basking in the light of several candles and fairy lights he had decorated the walls and free spaces with, the glittering baubles and bells glimmering in the soft shine.
Tokyia knew it was probably too much, too corny and too romantic. Shaking his head as the word romantic passed his thoughts, Tokiya scolded himself inwardly. Otoya was truly bringing out sides of him he would have rather kept hidden in the darkest corner of his mind.
A soft knocking on the door brought him back to reality and Tokiya checked once more if everything was at its right place; after insisting on preparing the room all by himself, this was the least he could do.
"May I come in, Tokiya?" Otoya's voice was muffled by the wooden door and Tokiya could practically imagine how the other was fidgeting nervously with the wrapping of the present in his hands, shuffling his feet awkwardly.
Calming himself once more Tokiya took a deep breath before sitting down next to the tree on one of the several blankets he had covered the floor with,"Come in!"
The door opened slowly, creaking slightly in the process. Otoya carefully entered the room, unsure of what to expect.
What awaited him though made his breath hitch and his eyed widen in surprise. Otoya silently let his gaze wander across the room, the feeling of joy and happiness evident on his face with every small detail he took in.
"That's amazing, Tokiya," his features were shining with wonder and, sitting down next to Tokiya, he simply couldn't stop smiling. "This is so great, really. Thank you!"
Catching the others gaze, he grinned happily, blushing slightly when he noticed the soft smile grazing Tokiya's lips as well, "I'm glad you like it."
"Uhm... I brought you a present," holding out a simple red box with both hands, Otoya adverted his eyes shyly, "I'm sorry about the ribbon... I was nervous and... Sorry...".
Smiling softly, Tokiya took the package his fingertips brushing over Otoya's hands just the slightest, the contact sending small electric sparks tingling down his spine.
He searched for the others eyes once more and was met with two red glimmering orbs, practically bursting with hope and excitement, and Tokiya felt as if his heart was trying to break his ribcage.
Untangling the slightly creased ribbon he opened the box and was met with the sight of a simple silver bracelet shimmering modestly in the low light.
"I hope you like it, it's... It's handmade. When I described them what I wanted they told me they'd have to build it themselves... I...," adverting his gaze once more Otoya trailed off.
"It's beautiful, Otoya," Tokiya still starred at the jewelry, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Here, I'll help you," reaching out for the box again Otoya smiled brightly, while taking out the bracelet, carefully fastening it around the others wrist, "There you go. It's perfect on you...".
"Thank you, really," brushing his thumb over Otoya's hand still lingering on his wrist, Tokiya smiled back, the well-known warmth invading his body once again, spreading through every vein.
He broke the contact and reached for the wrapped present next to him under the Christmas tree, handing it over without a word.
Hesitantly, Otoya looked at the solid box, shaking it carefully, checking for any sounds.
Tokiya couldn't oppress a small chuckle, resulting in an adorable tinge of red to creep up on Otoya's cheeks.
Opening the cover of the box, Otoya soon found himself holding a rather oversized dark-blue hooded pullover.
"I... I thought...," Tokiya started but stopped abruptly when he saw Otoya slipping the cloth over his head, instantly huddling deeper into the warm, fuzzy cotton enveloping him. Only after covering his bright red hair with the hood, he suddenly froze in motion and cautiously sniffed at the cloth.
His eyes widening in realization his gaze met Tokiya's ,"It...".
"I... I thought because you liked my bed and well, probably me and...", great, now he was the one babbling away. Taking one deep breath Tokiya started again," I wore it, so it smells like me, well...". He adverted his gaze silently, praying he hadn't messed this up, as he felt two arms encircling his upper body. Soft cotton pressed against his chest and he could feel Otoya's breath on the side of his neck as the other held him close.
"Thank you, Tokiya. It's great," sighing in relief, Tokiya returned the hug, wrapping his arms around Otoya, relishing in the feeling of simply holding the other, feeling him next to him.
They stayed like this several moments until he felt Otoya turning his head towards the window, his body stiffening in excitement.
"Tokiya, it's snowing! It's actually snowing on Christmas! Come on!", without hesitation, Otoya was up on his feet again, grabbing Tokiya's hand and dragging him along until both men found themselves in the middle of the court in front of the dorm, wearing nothing but pullovers and jeans, surrounded by whirling snowflakes and wild winter winds.
Otoya instantly joined their dance, twirling around on the snow covered ground, arms spread wide, eyes closed, mouth wide open with laughter.
Tokiya could simple stare at the other man.
Pure joy kept emanating around him and Tokiya's heart seemed to burst with happiness and pure adoration. All those confusing feelings he had felt over the last weeks were narrowing down to one simple emotion; he loved Otoya; dearly and with all his heart, every little quirk, every annoyance, every smile and laughter, all of him.
Turning his head, he caught Otoya's gaze.
Otoya, who simply stood there, panting slightly, cheeks red with slight exhaustion, cold and childish giddiness, and before Tokiya realized what he was doing, he found himself closing the distance between them, leaning in and crushing their lips together, pouring every ounce of love he felt in that moment into the kiss.
Otoya responded instantly, not even questioning what had gotten into the other, simply embracing the moment, wrapping his arms around Tokiya's neck to get the other closer, deepening their kiss further. Gasping in surprise, Tokiya complied eagerly grazing the lips in front of him with his tongue tentatively.
Time seemed to stop for both of them, snow and wind long forgotten, the world narrowing down to just the two of them.
Breaking the kiss, Otoya was still panting slightly, the hot puffs of his breath tingling on Tokiya's flushed cheeks.
"Let's get inside again," Tokiya only nodded in agreement, his thoughts still fogged with the aftermath of their kiss. Grabbing Otoya's hand once more, he lead the way inside, the warmth of their joined hands sending shivers all over his body.
Tokiya felt Otoya's lips the instant the door fell shut behind them. The candles had long burned down leaving the room in the dim light of the remaining fairy lights and Tokiya couldn't wrap his mind around the fact how marvelous Otoya's eyes kept glimmering in their light.
His hand rested tenderly in the nape of the others neck, playfully tugging at the soft strands there while the other one kept traveling downwards tugging at the hem of Otoya's pullover desperate to feel the skin beneath.
He felt the other grin into their kiss before he broke the contact - only to shed the clothing along with the shirt underneath, leaving him bare chested before resuming the kiss feverishly.
They tumbled over to Otoya's bed, somehow loosing Tokiya's sweater on their way as well, both men practically crushing down on the mattress, but neither cared about the bumps and bruises their haste might cause.
Softly grazing Otoya's side with his fingertips, Tokiya watched out for every little moan, every little wriggle his touch elicited, mapping out the body beneath him with tender care.
Leaning down, he captured a nipple with his lips, carefully lavishing it with love, nipping, biting and sucking.
Otoya groaned at the contact, his body arching into the touch. He was panting beneath him, his cheeks flushed in a bright red and Tokiya could clearly feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against his chest.
Carefully pressing his upper body down, he heard Otoya moan deeply, fingers now grabbing into his hair, searching for hold. Tokiya felt his own cock twitch at the strong touch his own erection pressing rather painfully against his jeans.
Leaning up again, he captured Otoya in another breath taking kiss, their hands tangling while trying to get the other out of their remaining clothing, desperately craving the feeling of the others bare skin hidden beneath.
Tokiya hissed as he felt cold air enveloping his now exposed member as his underwear finally joined the pile of clothing carelessly scattered along the floor. Hocking his thumbs below the waistband of Otoya's pants, the last barrier between them came down in seconds, a low moan escaping both men as their members brushed against each other, the friction nearly too much to bear.
Tokiya closed his eyes slowly, trying to calm his sensation ridden body down.
Taking in deep breaths, he suddenly felt Otoya's palm against his cheek, stroking back lose, sweaty strands, tugging them behind his ear. Opening his eyes he was met with Otoya's warm gaze, a lovingly smile playing along his lips.
Beads of sweat were trickling down his temples, his breathing was agitated and Tokiya could practically feel their hearts hammering along, beating to a rhythm only they could comprehend.
Turning his head slightly, Tokiya nuzzled the soft palm, kissing it tenderly before leaning down, resting his forehead against Otoya's.
Otoya took a deep breath, inhaling Tokiya's scent, breathing in the air the other puffed against his own moist, kiss swollen lips before turning around, retrieving a single condom along with a bottle of lube out of his nightstand.
Tokiya's slightly raised eyebrows caused him to chuckle sheepishly before pecking the others lips, playfully handing him both objects. Without another word, he leaned back again, spreading his legs in an obvious invitation and Tokiya felt his own cock throb eagerly just at the sight of his lover offering himself so willingly, "Oh Otoya."
It was Otoya's turn to growl in pleasure as wet heat engulfed his erect member and a single fingertip kept circling his entrance, teasing him, promising so much more to come.
Pushing his hips against Tokiya's finger impatiently, he was rewarded with a low chuckle, his walls finally being breached tenderly.
It hurt. It hurt so goddamn much Otoya closed his eyes to hide away the tears gathering there. He wanted this so desperately and he knew it would get better, so much better, but right now the pain overwhelmed him, his body tensing uncomfortably around the other's intruding finger.
Tokiya stopped instantly, his heart throbbing painfully at the sight beneath him. He knew it would hurt his partner, but he hadn't expected Otoya to actually shed tears of pain.
Desperate to do something, he started bobbing his head again, the small moan above him causing sparks of hope to flare in his chest.
Otoya relaxed slowly, giving Tokiya room to wriggle his finger slightly - the motion earning him another small moan, the pleasure slowly taking over again.
He felt the member between his lips twitch in excitement as his second finger teasingly circled around the muscle and Tokiya couldn't help but smile as relief flooded his senses, Otoya's now obvious enjoyment only fueling his own arousal further.
Unwilling to rush things, though, Tokiya tried to ignore his urge to simply rut against the mattress beneath him, every moan and wriggle going straight to his own throbbing cock and he carefully added another finger, scissoring the man beneath him gently.
"Tokiya, please...," Otoya impatiently kept pushing his hips down on Tokiya's fingers, trying to get them deeper, to fill him more, "I'm ready."
Gulping at the passion and need in Otoya's voice, he retreated his fingers, Otoya's disappointed whine making Tokiya's senses tingle in excitement. He carefully rolled over the condom he had been given and settled between Otoya's wide spread legs. The body beneath him was already pressing against him, eager to be filled again, passion clouding Otoya's mind.
Tokiya looked up once last time, searching the others gaze, yearning one last confirmation.
Otoya caught his gaze, a smile spreading over his lips. Leaning up, he engaged Tokiya in another kiss, tender and slow, the rush of their arousal slowing down for mere seconds, pure unadulterated love flowing through their veins.
"Please, Tokiya," Otoya's voice was barely above a whisper and Tokiya could only nod, unable to express the feelings whirling around inside him, making his heart swell and burst with happiness.
Carefully pushing in, his head breached the tight muscle, Otoya's deep moans filling the room.
Being inside Otoya felt better than he would have ever expected it. The sensation of the tight heat enveloping him almost made him come right there, and Tokiya didn't need to open his eyes to realize Otoya felt the same way.
Foreheads joined, their panting breaths mingled between them, the smell of sex and sweat surrounding them, creeping into every nerve and cell, a nearly unbearable heat sent their skins tingling; the air was heavy with passion.
Otoya started to rock his hips slightly, hoping Tokiya would get the signal, and soon the bed was creaking beneath them, groans and moans filling the air, reverberating around them. The world was narrowing down again. Down on the feeling of their lovers skin, covered in sweat and melted snowflakes, on the scent lingering between them, making them light-headed with pleasure and lust; down on the simple feeling of love, pouring through every vein, throbbing in every nerve of their joined bodies.
A sudden cry escaping Otoya's throat told Tokiya he had found the others special spot by luck, Otoya's reaction causing his own pleasure to intensify even more, his mind dizzy with pleasure.
"Do that again, please," Otoya pleaded, his voice somewhere lost between whining and hot, desperate pants, causing Tokiya to lose himself in some kind of primal urge, ramming into the other with new found force, practically abusing the sensitive bundle inside.
"Otoya, I'm...," Tokiya's voice was hoarse with pleasure, every nearly clear thought was instantly escaping him, unable to grasp, slipping away somewhere in the depths of his fogged mind.
The only answer he got was a sudden guttural moan from the man beneath him, the body arching into a perfect bow as Otoya threw his head back, his orgasm seemingly hitting him with an unexpected force.
The sight only could have made Tokiya come and as he felt Otoya clenching around him nearly painfully tight, he felt his own orgasm washing over him, his mind blank with pleasure and flying sparks. Otoya moaned lowly as he felt Tokiya's come filling him from inside, pulling the exhausted body above him down in a tight embrace.
Both of them were panting, their hearts racing. Otoya chuckled, breathlessly. It was silent, and the fairy lights were still glowing softly.
Regaining his senses slowly, Tokiya rolled on his side and gazed at Otoya lovingly. His body still felt heavy, both from the physical pleasure and from the feeling of pure happiness at the sight of Otoya, at the thought of having him made happy.
"Merry Christmas," he whispered, his fingertips tenderly grazing the flushed skin of Otoya's neck.
"Merry Christmas," Otoya answered, smiling softly.