CHAPTER 5

It took several blinks for Touya to accept the fact that he was wide awake. The moment he had seen Yukito's sleeping face beside him, he'd thought he'd been granted a glimpse of heaven. Then all the memories from the previous night coursed through his mind and his spirits soared. Yuki loved him and had fallen asleep in his arms. He had shifted in his sleep at some point so that his forehead pressed against the crook of Touya's neck, a long leg hooked around Touya's own limbs.
Touya tried to check the time without waking him up. It was well before seven in the morning and there was no hurry because breakfast wouldn't be served until eight. Still, he felt well-rested and full of energy, as his body kindly let him know. Of course it would happen with Yuki lying here like this, he mused. Isn't he usually the cause anyway?

''Morning,' a sleepy voice said. Yukito didn't move at all, just gazed at his face through half-lidded eyes.
'Good morning.' Touya couldn't help grinning.
Yukito rubbed at his eye with the back of his hand in a really adorable manner. 'Do I get a kiss? Just to check I haven't been dreaming.'

That made Touya's heart thump so loudly that he wondered if other people in the ryokan would be woken up by the sound. He caressed Yukito's cheek and tilted his head down to kiss him.

'So this is real life,' his friend murmured when they parted. 'You confessed to me, didn't you?' He said the last part teasingly.

'Shut up,' Touya protested, feeling some of his old shyness return.

'To-ya. We are past the blushing point,' Yuki chuckled.

Yukito was totally asking for it, Touya decided. 'Let's see about that.' He put an arm around Yuki's waist and brought him closer; he then nibbled at his neck hungrily, eliciting a soft moan. Touya only stopped when he felt Yukito retaliate by having his fingers creep downwards and curl around his hard-on.

'Sit up,' Yuki asked in a voice that was gentle but left no room for protest. Touya obeyed and pushed the bedding aside. He'd barely sat, naked and a bit self-conscious, when Yuki propped himself up on his elbows and— Oh?

His mind went blank for a moment as he felt something wet and warm touch him right there. It took him a second to look down and face the most erotic sight he'd ever seen, that of Yukito's tongue sliding up the length of his cock. Touya tried to speak but only a groan came out as his fingers gripped the pillow behind him.

'Is this... good?' Yukito sounded a bit uncertain, and Touya nodded vigorously.

He'd never felt something like that before but, gods, he couldn't complain. All the blood in his body seemed to be rushing in that direction and his brain was not functioning properly. Yukito tasted him, explored him, his tongue and lips reaching everywhere at once. Touya gasped for air and failed to utter a proper word. No more than thirty seconds could have passed and he was so close. At some point Yukito took the head in his mouth and Touya breathed out his name.

'Yuki—'

It felt too damn good. He wanted to ask, how did you know to do that? But then his eyes met Yuki's and the silvery glimmer in the familiar brown orbs spoke volumes. Touya tried to hold back but it was impossible; far from being turned off, his arousal grew with thoughts of Yue somehow getting involved in this. He could only warn Yuki with a groan before orgasm hit him hard and sent his head spinning. His arms gave way and he lay supine on the futon, breathing hard.

When he gathered his wits again, Yukito was wiping at the corner of his mouth with two fingers, looking a bit dazed.

'Are—are you okay? Yuki,' Touya called softly.
Yukito's face grew visibly hot and he didn't make a move to hide his arousal. 'I just wasn't expecting that. But I'm okay.'

'I should have warned you properly. I just lost it.'

His lover's lips curved into a smile again. 'I feel a bit empowered, you know.'

Touya let out a hoarse laugh. It was a great feeling, to know that they could still tease each other and talk like this even in the middle of sex. 'Enjoy it while it lasts.'

He moved quickly and pinned Yukito down, reversing their positions.

'To-ya?' His lover's eyes opened wide, all trace of silver gone.

Touya's hand caressed Yuki's lower body, lingering on his sensitive area a little before moving farther down and feeling around for his entrance. He probed it very lightly with a fingertip and felt the muscles tighten. Yukito gasped.

'I'd like to go all the way,' Touya said. He had plenty of stamina and could recover pretty quickly. He had figured out what to do, too.

'Make love?' Yukito bit his lower lip.

Touya couldn't resist the urge to kiss him and thread his fingers through the silvery grey hair. 'If it's too soon...'

'It's not too soon,' Yuki whispered. The thing that touched Touya the most was the lack of hesitation in his voice. He was trapped under Touya's weight, his expression unguarded, showing complete honesty in his current aroused state. He was beautiful in his defencelessness. Considering the effect that merely holding hands had had on Touya, the prospect of becoming one with Yuki seemed unfathomable. 'You've done it before, anyway,' his lover added with a smile, startling him.

'What do you mean?'

'Giving me –us– everything.'

Touya's heart skipped a beat and he held his lover's gaze for a long moment. That statement finally helped him find the words to say what he had been meaning to say.

'I may not be able to help loving you both, Yuki. But I will fight it if you ask me to.'

To his surprise, Yukito had an answer ready. 'If it comes to Yue falling for you, how could I?' He pressed his lips to the back of Touya's hand.

'Is it likely to happen?' he asked, although he suspected he knew the answer.

'It's you after all, To-ya.' Yukito let out a sigh as he smiled. 'And I don't think he intends to go to sleep just now.'

So Yue wanted to watch. Let him, Touya thought. His whole body was trembling in anticipation as he went to the bathroom to retrieve something that might help, and it only got worse when he helped Yuki lift up his hips a little using a pillow. Touya positioned himself between his lover's spread legs and bent down to kiss him deeply as slick fingers worked their way along his own cock, coating it thoroughly, and then shifted to prepare Yukito. Yuki gasped into his mouth when the first finger went in, and his body tightened automatically. Touya didn't want to hurt him so he froze.

'It's okay,' Yukito said. He leaned on his elbows and craned up his neck to see what Touya was doing. 'You won't hurt me.' He sounded certain of it, and Touya swallowed hard and worked him slowly, inserting a second finger. He hit what had to be a pleasurable spot and Yuki tilted his head back a little in response.
'Is it good here?' Touya asked in a voice that came out hoarse with desire.
'Yes.' He gave a nod and a wiggle of the hips that let Touya know he wanted more.

Touya used his free hand to stroke Yuki as he continued to stretch him by sliding his fingers in and out. His own cock was rock-hard, leaking a bit, as he watched Yukito tremble at his touch.
'To-ya.' It was a plea and an order, and Touya realised that there were no more questions to be asked.

He withdrew his fingers and bent down to kiss Yuki passionately for a long moment before nudging at his hole with the head and thrusting in slowly. Both the physical sensation and the feeling of becoming one with the person he loved the most were indescribable, and he saw his emotions mirrored in Yukito's eyes, which were entirely his own now but bright with unshed tears.

'Yuki?' he half-groaned, alarmed.
'I'm just happy,' his lover said with a low chuckle. 'Don't–don't ever stop.'

It all blurred together from that moment on, the pleasure of being fully sheathed in Yuki's tight body, the way Yukito's legs wrapped around his waist, pushing them even closer, as close as they could be without one totally dissolving into the other. Small, quick thrusts, then deeper ones. Yuki's cock squeezed between their bodies as they ground together, his vanilla scent, his beautiful flushed cheeks. The mantra in Touya's head as his heart burst at the seams with affection. I love you I love you I love you. Yukito came first this time with a loud, unabashed moan, his body shaking and tightening so violently that Touya could only rock his hips forth one last time before he too was pulled over the edge and lost track of reality for what felt like an eternity, spiralling up and down in a whirlpool of ecstasy.

Eventually he found himself lying on his side with both arms holding Yuki close to his chest, and it was with some reluctance that he pulled out of his lover's body. 'Are you–are you okay?'
Yukito was breathing hard but there was a wide smile on his face. 'Better than okay. I didn't imagine how this would feel.' He turned around to press a kiss to Touya's cheek and ran his fingers through his hair before adding, 'I love you, To-ya.'
Touya's throat felt dry and he could only gaze at Yukito with eyes full of adoration. They lay like that on the futon in comfortable silence for a while, until the heat of physical contact subsided somewhat and gave way to the reality of a chilly April morning. Touya shivered a little.
'Let's get into the bath again,' Yuki said. 'There's still time before breakfast.'

They washed themselves and soaked in the rotenburo together, holding hands the entire time.
'I haven't given you a graduation gift.' Yukito's words took him by surprise.
'There is no need. And in a way you have, you know. You have given me exactly what I wanted.'
'My body?' Yukito teased him with his best impish smile.
'That, too,' Touya replied with a laugh. He had finally moved past his embarrassment, and he felt confident and happy. 'But I was talking about your heart.'
'I hope we'll both fit in yours. There'll be no getting you out of his head now, it seems.'
'You're truly okay with that.' It wasn't a question but a statement.

Yukito looked at the clear morning sky, which was only now starting to brighten and announced lovely weather for the day.

'It's time to put Clow Reed to rest. I've been telling him that for some time now. You can't make your whole life revolve around a memory.' Yukito sounded wistful but serene. 'And he's beautiful and loyal, and as worthy of you as I like to think I am.'
'I'm here, whenever he's ready. Just tell him that. But Yuki–'
'Yes?' Yukito rested his head on his shoulder, and only looked at him when he heard Touya's next words.
'I love this you so very much.'