This chapter is dedicated to Thura Huodae for her support of more smut. I'm surprised I updated so quickly, but I'm sure no one's complaining! I just wanted to get the smex out of the way... which by the way, means that the rating is now up to M. I don't want this fic to get deleted, so I have to put the proper rating on it. Besides, I don't want to be responsible for ruining some young teenager's mind. Hey, I'm a young teenager, too (16, zomg), but hell, my mind's already shot out of the ballpark. Or should I yaoipark.
This chapter is supposed to (emphasis on supposed to) show the true feelings and the true love that makes up Soubi and Ritsuka's relationship, so expect a lot of sappy (yet important) dialogue. Don't worry, the smex is at the beginning, so those of you who are like me don't have to scroll down looking for it. Yes, I do do that. -smiles-
Ritsuka's arms were tangled around Soubi's neck, pushing the man closer to his body. As he had said before, skin got in the way. He would give anything for the two of them to merge completely, to truly be together. But he knew they couldn't.
And so this would suffice.
"Ritsuka." Soubi's voice was muffled into Ritsuka's chest, but it was the way he said it, that Ritsuka knew. He tightened his grip on Soubi's neck, and was lifted into the air. They hit the bed with full force, Ritsuka arching his neck with an illustrious cry as Soubi's lips immediately went to it. His hips, as of their own free will, ground into Soubi's, painfully.
It was all Soubi could do to pull the boy's pants down halfway and and position himself, his body quivering.
"Ritsuka." It was the same warning, although shaky and weak, that he always gave. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Ritsuka.
"Nn..." Ritsuka moaned, wanting Soubi inside of him more than life itself at the moment. Soubi rocked forward, slamming inside with a gentle brutality. His breath came in a sharp cry at the heat.
Ritsuka's body went numb. He no longer felt nor saw nor heard, but could hear Soubi's grunts from far away, as though they were going to a careless, unknown rhythm with his thrusts. He raised a leaden arm, his fingers sliding through Soubi's long, tangled hair. At the touch, he was suddenly aware again. Aware of sights and sounds. Aware of pain.
And pain was ripping through him as he felt Soubi plunging deeper inside of him.
He cried out shamelessly, his voice rising as Soubi pounded harder and harder, almost more than Ritsuka could bear. He wanted to tell Soubi to stop... to tell Soubi that he was hurting him... but he couldn't. He only wanted more. More of Soubi, more of what they were doing, more of everything.
"Fas...ter..." his voice rasped weakly, surprising even him. Soubi let out a sharp, quick moan in response, and Ritsuka felt it: he didn't know what it was, but it made him scream out in pleasure every time Soubi hit it. He was screaming now, his body arching as Soubi shuddered, and it was over. He felt warmth spreading over his legs and chest, and then Soubi's deft hands cleaning him with the blanket. Soubi was always quick to care for him, no matter what. Ritsuka lay back contentedly, his mind in the familiar lustful haze.
"Ritsuka..." Soubi's voice was loud in his ear.
"Sou... Sou..."
"Shh, Ritsuka, don't speak..." Soubi was quiet now, holding a cool finger to Ritsuka's lips. Ritsuka's glazed eyes struggled to see him, and he smiled when he made out Soubi's flushed and sweaty face.
"I... love you... Soubi..."
"Ritsuka... I love you." He pulled Ritsuka into his arms, sighing at the feel of his skin touching the boy's. He looked out the window, where dusk was just beginning to fall.
"Ritsuka... the sunset..."
Ritsuka lifted his head slowly to stare past Soubi's turned head to look out the window. They both stared at the receding sunset, and Ritsuka squeezed Soubi's hand.
"It's beautiful."
He snuggled back down onto Soubi's chest, licking the man's neck as he went. Soubi nipped his ear playfully, and Ritsuka instantly came back up for a kiss. Soubi pinned him down, shoving his tongue forcefully into Ritsuka's mouth. Ritsuka squirmed beneath him, feeling flustered from their making out.
"Soubi..." he said as the man pulled away, but remained over him, smiling. "Is this... wrong?"
Something in his tone made Soubi frown and slide off, cuddling back to Ritsuka's side.
"Why... do you feel wrong?"
"No... it's just... well... I'm too young to have sex."
"Is that so?"
"Yes... and with a man, too."
"There's nothing wrong with that. Not as long as I love you."
"I know." Ritsuka sighed. "I'm just saying. I feel dirty."
"You're not." Soubi stroked his face again, brushing untidy, tousled hair out of the way with a gentle smile. Ritsuka breathed deeply, inhaling the scent of Soubi. Soubi's azure eyes glittered as he stared into the indigo of Ritsuka's.
"I love you. Ritsuka."
"Mhm..." Ritsuka only wanted to be close to Soubi. He dug his fingers lightly into the man's chest, hearing him moan softly.
"Why do you love me, Soubi?"
Ritsuka was pensive but curious, Soubi could hear it in his voice. He wiped a bead of sweat from his face, and turned to face Ritsuka.
"I don't know. I just love you."
"But... Soubi... my ears... I should have kept them... I should have..."
"Maybe."
"What would Seimei think?" Ritsuka said, suddenly ashamed, hiding his face in the crook of Soubi's arm, as though Seimei could somehow see him. "He still had his ears..."
"That was Seimei's choice."
"I know. I don't regret giving them to you one bit. But why do I feel this way?"
"Hmm?"
"Soubi... why do I want it so badly?" It was almost as though Ritsuka was questioning himself.
"What do you mean?"
"It's like we're different people when we..." he blushed and went on. "My body takes over and I don't think right... I just don't want anything but you..."
"That's just how it is. Lust is a strong thing, it overrides rational thought."
"Lust?"
Soubi smiled again. "Yes."
"I... I feel something I can't explain..."
"Is it heat?" Soubi spoke in a whisper, kissing the smooth lips in front of him again. "Heat that spreads through your entire body?"
"Yes... it is."
Soubi hugged him tightly. "You're learn yet, Ritsuka."
"Learn what?"
"It's not something I can say. But you'll know soon enough."
"Soubi?"
"Hmm?" Soubi squeezed him again, feeling the bones pop in his back.
"What does it... feel like?"
"Being inside?"
Ritsuka blushed crimson again. Damn that Soubi and his bluntness.
"Um... yeah..."
"You really want to know?" His eyes and his voice held a challenge.
"Soubi!" Ritsuka slid from his arms and sat up, and Soubi crawled to him on his knees, his lips searing a hot trail over the young neck. Ritsuka eyes burned in the darkness, and his hands gripped the blanket draped over his lap. His body was tingling again, and he felt it... that desire to have Soubi within him. And then he remembered that he wanted to know what it was like, too.
"Soubi..." he inclined his head, their lips meeting again, their tongues clashing in an intricate dance. His right hand came up over his left shoulder to cradle Soubi's face, bringing their kiss even closer.
"You're breathing so hard," Soubi murmured. "What's the matter?"
"Am I going to... do what you do?"
"You mean..." Soubi pulled away from Ritsuka, looking him in the eye, and suddenly everything fell into place. He was a man... and Ritsuka was only a boy. The enormity of that realization was overwhelming. He hadn't seen it, not in all this time. He was an adult... Ritsuka was a child. But Ritsuka was taking over. He wanted to dominate. And Soubi wanted to be dominated.
That's what he'd wanted all along.
"Ritsuka... dominate me."
T.B.C...
So, perhaps that delved a bit into their relationship. Soubi's finally understanding that he's a pedophile. Lol. Just kidding.
More coming soon! Pretty soon, actually. I'm interested to see where this will go myself.