Author's Note: Just FYI, this chapter starts directly after the last, so I'll put in a quick recap:
Hiro smiled and kissed the vocalist's neck lovingly. "Love you." He bit his lip--was it too early to voice that aloud?
Ryuichi's breath hitched in his throat. 'What are you supposed to do when someone tells you they love you?' He pondered this for all of a millisecond. 'Oh. Right.' "I love you too." He buried his face in Hiro's hair. His heart was now racing and Hiro felt it. The guitarist relaxed and wrapped both arms around the singer's waist.
After a moment, Ryuichi decided he would rather sit on Hiro's lap, and did so. He rested his head on Hiro's chest and sighed contentedly. Hiro quirked an eyebrow. "Ryu? What are you doing?"
"What, am I too heavy?"
"No, you're just being...I don't know, cuddly."
"Is that...okay?" His voice was hesitant.
"Of course." Hiro tightened his grip around the singer's waist to prove his point, causing them to grind together slightly. Said singer leaned forward and and captured Hiro's lips again, and hesitantly began slipping his hand up his boyfriend's shirt. Eagerly, Hiro kissed back. Lips and tongue and teeth battled for dominance as Hiro's hands ran along Ryu's thighs. One hand brushed against the bulge beginning to grow in the singer's jeans, while the other snuck up the back of his shirt.
'I'm not making a bad choice...am I?'
Hiro grunted and fell forward, landing on top of the singer whose head met the pillows.
'Is this...right?'
Smiling slightly into the kiss that never wanted to end, the guitarist slipped Ryuichi's shirt off as Ryuichi did the same to him.
'Yes...'
Hiro broke the kiss and looked down at the man. "Ryuichi...?" The singer 'hmm'ed, sucking lightly at the redhead's collarbone.
"Do you..." Hiro moaned, "Do you...want...this?"
'Yes, this is right...I don't think I've ever felt so "right" in my life.'
Bearing these thoughts in mind, Ryuichi laughed a little and responded with a simple "Yes."
Hiro smiled and resumed his stroking of the tent forming in the singer's pants, simultaneously leaning down to share another kiss with his soon-to-be lover. Ryuichi let out a quiet moan and he found himself tickling, scratching, and caressing every bit of Hiro's skin he could find.
"I--fucking--love--you," said Hiro, kissing Ryu between each word. He lifted the vocalist's hips so he could remove his pants. "Are you sure?" He wrapped a finger around the hem of the brunette's boxers.
"I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything."
The guitarist smiled and removed Ryuichi's boxers. He placed a trail of feather-light kisses from the vocalist's collarbone to the thin line of hair at his naval. He kissed the tip of Ryuichi's cock before taking him into the wet cavern of his mouth. The singer gasped at the unexpected move then moaned loudly, gripping the sheets. Hiro hummed and took Ryuichi in as far as he could go; his nose was a centimeter or two away from the hair at the base of the vocalist's penis. He moved his head up and almost off the singer before slowly sliding back down. "Ahh...H-Hiro..." moaned Ryuichi, squeezing his eyes shut.
Hiro picked up his head and sucked lightly at Ryuichi's tip before moving up, kissing the singer's nose, then proceeding to remove his own pants. "We can still stop...if...if you don't feel like you're ready."
Watching almost hungrily as the barriers between himself and the guitarist were slowly removed, Ryuichi replied, "And I still don't want to." He pressed his forehead against Hiro's and smiled. "I love you."
'I love you too." Hiro smiled back and traced the vocalist's entrance with his fingers, throwing his pants and boxers to the floor. He captured the singer's lips in a breathtaking kiss as he pushed a finger inside his newfound lover. Ryuichi screamed into the kiss, then buried his face in Hiro's shoulder, breathing harshly in a mix of pleasure and pain. "I'm sorry, love," muttered Hiro into Ryuichi's ear, knowing the singer was impatient. "But I don't want to hurt you." Hiro inserted another finger and Ryuichi hissed, gritting his teeth. Even after the pain passed, it was still a little uncomfortable, and he squirmed a bit.
Hiro removed his fingers and shifted so he was sitting with Ryuichi settled in his lap, and Ryu responded by wrapping his legs around the guitarist's waist and pulling him close for another passionate kiss. Hiro moaned and lowered Ryuichi onto him, letting out a short gasp once he was in.
Yes, it hurt...but not enough to make Ryuichi want to hesitate any more than was absolutely necassary. He rocked his hips slightly then began to move on the guitarist, causing Hiro to moan loudly and push him back on the bed, quickening the pace and pulling Ryuichi into a rough kiss. Both men being virgins (1), neither lasted long. They both climaxed simultaneously, each moaning the other's name. Hiro fell with a small 'oof' beside Ryuichi and calmed his eratic breathing.
After a moment, Ryuichi cuddled in closer to Hiro, his head in the crook of his neck, and absently traced little patterns on the other's chest. The guitarist draped an arm over Ryuichi and pulled the covers over them and reached over the singer to turn the bedside lamp off.
"I just realized," said Ryuichi out of nowhere, "that earlier in the hospital today, I thought I was straight." he laughed. "Now look at me."
Hiro snorted and pulled the singer yet closer to him. "Sometimes things aren't always what they seem."
"Hmm, I guess not...though it turned out for the best in my particular case.
"Mmhmm..." Hiro let out a content sigh, then something clicked. "It's not like you to be without Kumagoro for so long..."
"I left him in the kitchen. Then I didn't remember until...well," he blushed, not finishing his sentence. "And I wasn't about to let him see that anyway."
Hiro chuckled. "Want me to go get him?"
"No...stay with me. Please."
"All right." With that, Hiro closed his eyes and fell asleep, able to relax with the knowledge that the little singer was near and content.
K was in his room, looking at his monitors from the many cameras he kept hidden all over the place--in all his musicians' houses, several places at N-G, and all over his own home--when he noticed movement in one of the monitors. Oops, was that Ryu's bedroom? He'd have to remember to take the camera out of...'Oh...shit...' When he watched what was going on he nearly gagged.
Although...
Scandals are a great way to get free publicity...
He grinned and called a friend of his--the editor of the popular magazine Bop Peat--and threatened him into changing the front page of the next week's issue. With another self-satisfied grin, the foreigner sat back in his chair. He was such a good manager.