Date Written: 2/2/06
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: Dee/Ryo
Warnings: Homosexuality, murder, hoodoo use, mentioned NC (non consent or rape) and the issues that go with it (I'm not going to write it, though, the closest I'll go is memories)
Disclaimer: Same as Chapter Zero
Spoilers: All the way up through book 7
Notes: This was an adult 'fanservice' chapter, which has been drastically cut back. A clean version of this will be up on FF.N, the uncut versions on my livejournal and AFF.N
And once again, major props to DRF and Gena. Love you ladies!
A gay bar is a drinking establishment which caters primarily to a gay or lesbian clientele. It may often be called a gay club or pub, and occasionally queer bar, lesbian bar, dyke bar, or boy bar. They include gay nightclubs, entertainment venues which usually do their primary business after dark. Gay bars range in size from the tiny, five-seat bars of Tokyo to large, multi-story "super clubs" with several distinct areas and often more than one dance floor. A large venue may be referred to as a nightclub, club, or bar, while smaller venues are typically called bars and sometimes pubs.
--from Wikipedia, the online encyclopedia
Dee groaned as he felt something stirring next to him. He opened one jade green eye to find his lover snuggling deeper into his embrace, the blonde fast asleep.
Dee lifted his head up far enough to peer at the bedside clock, which proudly announced the time to be 4:23 am.
Ryo stirred just a little at the slight motion Dee made, his eyes still closed, dreaming.
Dee carefully moved so he was spooned up behind Ryo, holding him close to his body. He pressed a few gentle kisses along the back of Ryo's neck.
In his sleep, the older man moaned. Dee grinned, his white teeth flashing briefly in the dim light before he gently bit the juncture of Ryo's shoulder, tonguing the exposed skin.
Ryo squirmed in Dee's arms, panting. And still he slept on.
It was a little game between them--both detectives, as it turned out, could be very heavy sleepers. They enjoyed trying to awaken the other, seeing how far they could take the level of arousal until the other woke up.
One hand slipped under Ryo's tee--which was actually Dee's shirt--and tobacco-stained fingers gently teased one dusky pink nipple to hardness. Since his hand was on Ryo's chest, he could feel the blonde's heartbeat under his fingers, quickening as pleasure thrummed through his veins.
Ryo awoke with Dee's hands on his stomach, Dee's mouth on his neck and his lover's erection prodding his rear. He groaned low in his throat, pushing back against Dee's hips to let the dark-haired man know he was finally awake before turning his head for a gentle kiss.
Both of them were half-asleep so they unhurriedly touched and caressed one another, enjoying the slow build-up of pleasure instead of the usual headlong rush towards orgasm. Ryo loved the drag of Dee's callused hands over his skin, the taste and feel of Dee's tongue slipping and sliding into his mouth. He obediently let Dee strip his sleep clothing off his body and watched with rapt attention as his lover climbed out of bed to remove his own clothing and snag the bottle of lube.
"You're in a good mood so early this morning," Ryo teased as Dee climbed back into bed, spooning up behind the blonde again
"You wearing my clothing drives me wild," Dee growled back into Ryo's ear, licking it wetly.
Ryo looked over his shoulder and gave Dee a sleepy grin. "Why do you think I wear it then?"
Dee smiled back, leaning in for a kiss. The edge of sleep had worn down a bit, and the kiss was a bit more passionate than the others, tongues twining around one another.
They made love while still in the fuzzy state of half-awake. Afterwards, The two of them fell back asleep in each other's arms, all sticky from and not caring, just enjoying the feel of a lover's warmth.
Sunrise found Dee and Ryo making love again, slow and gentle. Afterwards, they spent most of the morning wrapped in each other's arms and just indulging in the pillow talk that only old, good lovers can appreciate and enjoy as well as the silliness that accompanies the ease of being with someone who loves you for who you are.
Around eleven they got hungry enough to order room service, both firmly set on staying in bed all day if necessary. They watched a bit of television as they ate and talked, firmly avoiding the news and dozing off from time to time. The day progressed and Dee decided to broach a subject he had been contemplating for a while.
"Hey, baby? Wanna go out tonight?"
"Sure," Ryo smiled back, propping up on his elbows. "Any ideas, or do you just want to wander around Bourbon Street again?"
"Actually, I was thinking we could go to a club?" Dee answered hesitantly, running a hand up and down Ryo's bare back.
"Sounds fun," Ryo replied. "What time do you wanna go out?"
Dee was slightly surprised by the ease Ryo agreed with his idea--getting him to go out at home was like pulling teeth--but he jumped on the chance. Green eyes rolled over to look at the bedside clock. "Well... if we leave in about two hours we can probably beat the dinner crowds."
Theyclimbed out of bed and started getting ready to go out, Ryo hunting through his suitcase for something to wear and Dee ambling to the bathroom to start washing up. He started by brushing his teeth, dressed in just a pair of dark blue boxers.
Ryo paused in his search to admire the view his lover was giving him: Dee was hunched over, leaning over the sink. One hand was resting on the porcelain basin, and Dee's hips were swaying with some rhythm playing only in his head. For some reason, the blonde found this sight both adorable and sexy, and he slipped into the bathroom behind Dee, watching the shifting muscles underneath his lover's tan skin as Dee moved.
He waited until Dee had spit into the sink and rinsed his mouth out with a handful of tapwater before grabbing Dee around the waist and grinding himself against the round ass hidden by the boxers.
Dee's head snapped up, surprised at Ryo's sudden movement, but grinned at his lover's flushed refelction in the mirror and moved back against his lover. "You're in a mood tonight," he teased, standing straighter so he could turn his face for a kiss.
"Aah. The question is, though, are you?" Ryo asked, his hands sliding around Dee's front to brush teasing strokes against the skin of Dee's lower belly.
"When it comes to you baby, I'm always in the mood," Dee replied, leaning back against Ryo as the blonde kissed down his neck and shoulders.
They caught their breath as they washed up after having sex in the shower, wiping themselves down with soapy washcloths before finally getting out. They dried off unhurriedly, sharing lazy kisses before tumbling back between the sheets, still slightly damp.
Dee put his chin on the top of Ryo's head. "How come you always feel so God damn perfect?"
Ryo turned his face up for a kiss. "Because I love you that much," he replied, a satisfied smile on his face.
In response, Dee arched an eyebrow, his face a study of internal thought. "Nope. How much you love me has nothing to do with your amazing body."
"Oh?" Ryo teased back, closing his eyes as he felt Dee's lips brush his nose. "I was made for you. Only you."
"Just me?"
Dee's grin softened when Ryo's onyx eyes opened, complete seriousness shining back in his eyes. "Yeah, just you. There's no one else I want."
"There's no one else I want either," Dee replied, nosing the honey blonde strands as he ran his hands up and down Ryo's sides and hips. "But it's a damn shame to waste all of this on little old me."
"Is that the go-ahead to go sleep with others?" Ryo teased, nuzzling Dee's neck back.
The taller detective's laugh made Ryo's nose tickle a bit. "Hell no. You know how possessive I am." A soft kiss was planted against the part of Ryo's damp hair. "You're just too good for me."
"Sometimes I feel the same way," Ryo confessed, pulling back to look up at Dee. "But most of the time I think we're just perfect for each other."
Dee leaned down and rubbed Ryo's nose with his. "Jesus, that was sappy," he said, effectively breaking the mood and making Ryo laugh. It was just Dee--a defense mechanism deeply ingrained into him after years and years by himself. The fact that he fell back on an old trick told Ryo just how much his words had affected his lover. "Have you been watching chick flicks again?"
Ryo rolled his eyes. One time, Dee had caught him watching Sense and Sensibility on HBO, and he'd never heard the end of it. "Nah... KISS. I Was Meant For Loving You... Let's Put the X in Sex..." He grinned up wickedly at Dee. "UH... All Night," he teased, grinding his hips against Dee's.
Dee laughed aloud. "Y'know, I never, ever pegged you for a KISS fan when we first met."
"Oh, I have my secrets still," Ryo teased, stopping in his point when Dee pressed their lips together. "I need to keep you guessing so you don't get bored with me."
"Oh, Baby, I could never get bored with you," Dee replied.
The two of them cuddled for a while more, falling into silence as they kissed and caressed one another. "Hey, Dee... I thought of another hair band."
"Oh?"
"Posion. Talk Dirty to Me."
Dee scoffed. "Too easy. Although, if you want me to, I will."
"Really? Such as...?"
Dee grinned and rolled over onto Ryo, pinning his older lover back onto the mattress and whispering naughtily into his ear.
Ryo gasped at the velvet sound of Dee's voice in his ear, the offensive words arousing. His fingers dug into the muscles of Dee's back. "But I'm yours..." he moaned without thinking, a faint flush of arousal crossing his cheeks.
"Mmm, yeah, you are. All mine to be as kinky as you want," Dee agreed, sucking the top of Ryo's earlobe into his mouth, tonguing the cartilage mold.
"Yes," Ryo groaned, getting swept up in the developing fantasy, his voice breathy.
Dee grinned against Ryo's neck, nibbling on the pale flesh. "And as much as I love thinking about this... If we don't get dressed, we're never going to get anywhere before the lines get monsterous," he informed the blonde, rolling off of him and out of their bed, smacking Ryo's ass playfully as he started getting dressed.
Ryo stared back at Dee, his mind in a haze. "HEY! You bastard!"
Dee laughed aloud, pulling on a pair of boxers and his undershirt.
Ryo threw a pillow at Dee, pouting at the dirty trick.
Dee chuckled and slid under the sheets with Ryo again.
"You want something to drink?" Dee asked Ryo, having to talk loud over the music.
"Sure," came the reply, accompanied with a nod. They sat at the bar, drinking while they watched the other couples dancing in the club. Both men and women were bumping and grinding on the darkened dance floor, most in various states of undress. A slower song blared over the speakers, and Ryo leaned in to Dee. "I love this song. Wanna dance?"
"Sure," Dee replied, finishing his drink before walking out to the dance floor with Ryo. The two pulled each other close, Ryo's arms going up to loop around Dee's neck and remembering that not too long ago he wouldn't have been brave enough to do something like this in public. Dee, thinking the same thing, was humming along with the music in Ryo's ear.
"You're brave tonight, Love," Dee commented after a few moments, smiling down at Ryo.
Ryo chuckled. "I was thinking along the same lines. It's not so much that I'm brave per se, but I'm..."
The blonde trailed off, thinking of a way to phrase it, and Dee smiled, pressing a kiss against his forehead. "You seem very sure of yourself."
"Well... Part of being in a family unit is the self-awareness of shaming the family name," Ryo explained. "Not that I've ever been ashamed of you, or us, that is."
Dee smiled down. "I know. You've been worried about how your mother's familiy would react."
"Yeah..."
"And now?"
Ryo was quiet for a moment. "Being here, away from everyone else, we can just be ourselves, and I like it. I don't know what's getting into me down here, but I want to take it back home."
Dee smiled back down at Ryo. "Are you sure you're ready? I don't want you to do anything you're not ready for."
"This is long overdue," Ryo replied, smiling back.
They leaned in for what was supposed to be a tender kiss, but the song shifted yet again. The faster beat somehow got into their blood, turning the kiss into something fiery and hard to contain. By the time they broke for air, they were frantically clinging to one another as if they were drowning.
Ryo grabbed Dee by the hand and bodily pulled him into the bathroom.