When we left our wonderful egoist pairing, Nowaki was carrying Hiroki into their bedroom ready to teach him just how much that grumpy little teacher means to him. Hiroki being Hiroki, obviously didn't like this and was kicking and screaming at Nowaki to put him down.
Once Hiroki was settled on the bed and Nowaki was sure that he wasn't going to get back up and storm out of their apartment, he stood back up and gave Hiroki a look that told him that the night was going to be a long one.
"Hiro-san, I really do wish that you would trust me a little more." Hiroki couldn't help but wonder where Nowaki was walking off to, but found his eyes trailing down his taller lovers muscular back and to his tight ass.
Nowaki knew that Hiroki was watching him and decided that to add to tonight's festivities he would put on a little show for his precious Hiro-san, swaying his hips as he left the room.
'And let the many rounds of passionate love making, lustful sex and lascivious fucking begin.' Hiroki thought, he didn't know whether to scowl or smirk at the thought and so he chose what he thought was best; his usual frown, that seemed to be permanently plastered to his delicate features.
Nowaki was currently looking through the cabinet in their living room, trying to find some candles to set the mood for the beginning of the night. He always made a point to start the night off romantic to try and ease Hiroki into things, he didn't want to start off at full speed and get worn out to fast, or worse, hurt his Hiro-san.
Finding what he wanted, he went back through to the bedroom to find Hiroki switching between smirking, glowering and a confused look. All of this made him smile so much that he forgot to look where he was going and he ended up tripping up on one of Hiroki's slippers that had fallen off while he was carrying him. The bang of the candles brought Hiroki out of his daze, and look over to Nowaki with shock evident behind the blush of being caught making faces.
"Hiro-san, you're so cute." Nowaki smiled still, despite being on the floor with candles and matches sprawled around him. Hiroki rolled his eyes at what seemed to be Nowaki's catchphrase. He decided on helping his lover pick up the candles once he saw that he had done no damage to himself.
After the candles were picked up, they placed them around the room, lit them and made their way back onto the bed.
Nowaki wasted no time in kissing Hiroki when they were on the bed. Hiroki quickly gave into Nowaki, deciding to let him do what he wanted.
Laying back, Hiroki felt Nowaki slip his hand under the hem of his shirt, his thumbs paying special attention to his slender hip bones. Hiroki let out a soft sigh, he loved when Nowaki went slow; he may let everyone see his hard exterior, but only Nowaki had seen his fluffy and cushy side.
Nowaki pulled back and looked at the peaceful expression on Hiroki's face, not taking his eyes away from his lovers Nowaki started to slowly unbutton the dress shirt covering the creamy skin of his Hiro-san's chest. Once the offending article was discarded, Nowaki went to work on leaving gentle kisses on Hiroki's neck and shoulders, down to his chest and nipples, finally reaching his navel and the dip between his protruding hips.
"You're so beautiful, Hiro-san." Hiroki saw the smile radiating from his lover as he was fumbling with Hiroki's belt and trousers, bringing a slight smile to his own face. Nowaki carried on placing his lips against Hiroki's skin as he pulled the trousers down and eventually off.
Hiroki always hated this part, he was always the first to strip and sometimes Nowaki didn't even bother. He hated how embarrassed he got, it wasn't like he had anything to be ashamed of; he knew that he actually looked pretty hot when the lighting was right, and candlelight was definitely the right lighting. But still, the blush came to his cheeks, and he looked away.
Sitting up, Nowaki began to strip his own shirt off when he made sure that his precious Hiro-san was watching. Although he planned for the beginning of their night to be slow, he found himself growing impatient and quickly stripped himself of all his clothing.
He went to grab one of the many bottles they kept in the bedside tables, only to find it empty; after picking up three more empty ones, Nowaki sighed.
"Hiro-san, we're out of lube. Want me to go and buy some?"
Hiroki couldn't believe the audacity of Nowaki, wanting to leave him in the state he is just to go and buy some lube that he didn't even need. They had done it dry plenty of times before, and sure it stung more but that just made the pleasure stand out from the pain more, increasing the impact of his orgasm. Rolling his eyes, he growled, "Don't you fucking dare leave me, Nowaki. Just use spit if you have to."
Nowaki's eyes widened at the ambiguity of what Hiroki had just said; smiling for what felt like the millionth time that day, he nodded to his lover and brought his fingers up to Hiroki's mouth.
Flushing, Hiroki slowly let Nowaki slip three fingers into his mouth.
Hiroki closed his eyes to stop himself from getting to embarrassed to do his job of lubricating the long fingers of his lover. Unfortunately, once his eyes were closed Hiroki found himself getting carried away, and being to give Nowaki's fingers a blow-job of sorts.
Chuckling, Nowaki slowly pulled his fingers away from Hiroki's mouth, leaving Hiroki to let out a whimper from the loss.
Hiroki opened his eyes slightly and shot his lust filled gaze towards Nowaki, "Hurry, Nowaki. Do it quickly..." He turned his face to the side, blushing once more, "I-I need you."Nowaki didn't need to be told twice, and slipped a finger inside Hiroki's pert little entrance finding that Hiroki was already loosened up slightly from being so turned on.
Adding another finger, Nowaki began to kiss his lovers neck again, this time leaving marks for everyone to see.
The third finger was added and Nowaki was scissoring them, making sure to let Hiroki loosen as much as possible before he entered him. Hiroki put his arms around Nowaki's shoulder, pulling him closer and deepening their kiss; running his fingers threw dark locks, Hiroki gripped them tightly as Nowaki pressed his fingers against his prostate making waves of pleasure run through his body. He bit his lip, trying to hold back his impending orgasm but finding it pointless as he spilled his come on his stomach.
Nowaki was pleased to see that after Hiroki's first orgasm, he had loosened considerably and wasted no time in placing his hard length at the puckering hole. Pressing the tip of his cock into his lover, Nowaki then gave one quick thrust till he was entirely sheathed.
Nowaki had always revelled in the feeling of being deep inside Hiroki, the way he would randomly clamp down on him even when he was still, the way he gave of this tremendous warmth that he could never feel anywhere else. Making love to his Hiro-san was always so special to him, and he tried to make sure that Hiroki knew that each time even when they didn't really have the time to go slow. But tonight, they had all the time in the world and Nowaki was planning on taking advantage of this.
He began to slowly pull out, making Hiroki tense around him, before he almost violently forced himself back in. He knew Hiroki's body well-enough by now to know exactly where Hiroki's sweet spot was. Nowaki was hitting Hiroki's prostate with almost every thrust, making the older of the two shake with ecstasy. Hiroki, for the second time that night, was nearing the edge of his orgasm, surges of euphoria took over him and he cried out Nowaki's name multiple times as he clenched and unclenched around Nowaki's erection till he came over his stomach.
Nowaki could never get used to the feeling of being inside Hiroki while he climaxed, even after over nine years. The momentum of his thrusts began to get faster and more erratic, Nowaki grabbed one of Hiroki's legs and hooked his elbow in the bend of his knee bringing it up so that he could slide further inside his lover.
Hiroki didn't think he could last any longer, becoming tired after his second orgasm and so he began begging Nowaki to slow down. But all that came out was moans and heavy pants, his grip detach from Nowaki's hair and shoulder leaving his arms to fall to his side. Nowaki knew that his lover was tiring quickly after coming twice in such a short time, but that didn't stop him. He was close and he wanted to make Hiroki his.
Groaning, Nowaki's movements began to become more frantic as his climax was closing in. Hiroki felt the tears start to well up in his eyes, his nerves were raw and every thrust Nowaki was making generated more pain than pleasure. He bit his lip and tried to hold back from weeping, but it was in vain as he heard a heart wrenching whine. It sounded distant, but he knew that the sound had come from himself.
Nowaki heard the cry, but he was too lost in his intoxication to do anything about it. His climax was coming, and it was coming hard. He began grunting and his thrusts became unrestrained, he felt the usual tightness in his stomach and let his orgasm take over him as he came inside Hiroki.
Once Nowaki began to come down from his climax, he slowly pulled out of Hiroki only to see the tears flowing down his cheeks and a little bit of blood coming from his lip from were he was biting it.
Realising what he had done, Nowaki felt a world of guilt suddenly impound him. He reached his hand out to wipe the tears away, but found his hand hovering just above the skin too afraid of hurting his precious Hiro-san again. He knew that sometimes when they hadn't had sex for a few days that he had the tendency to go a little too far, but they had had sex last night; he had no reason to get so lost in the lust of things.
Nowaki felt that the only thing he could do right now was the lay there next to Hiroki, and wait for the other to say something. He wanted him to shout and yell at him, that was after all what he felt like he deserved. But when the brunette did wipe his tears away and open his mouth to say something, what came out was, "Nowaki, stop making that face. Stop looking like you just committed a crime worse than murder. You went slightly too far, and that's that." Hiroki's voice was quite and soft, which threw Nowaki so off that he almost missed what was said next.
"I still love you, you giant dumbass." Nowaki loved that Hiroki always knew what to say, even when he was the one who got hurt. Hearing Hiroki's love confession Nowaki couldn't help but cling to Hiroki, burying his face in the crook of his lovers neck.
Hiroki knew that when Nowaki went too far, he was always more hurt than Hiroki could ever feel during sex. He began to lightly stroke Nowaki hair, trying his best to calm his lover as he hated it when the taller one cried.
Hiroki heard Nowaki mutter that he loved him over and over, not once looking up. He gently pushed Nowaki's shoulder so that he was laid on his back, and Hiroki hovered over him with a look of determination.
"I swear, you say that you were going to show me how much I mean to you, and I'm the one making you feel good." Hiroki began blushing as he spoke, "Dammit Nowaki, you need to learn that little thing called self-control." Hiroki was now sat straddling Nowaki's stomach, he leant down and placed a chaste kiss against his lovers lips before pulling back and whispering, "You better appreciate this."
Hiroki lead the kiss, his hands trailing down his boyfriends toned chest and stomach. It was rare for Hiroki to lead things and Nowaki definitely did appreciate it, him doing this was his way of telling Nowaki that he was okay. After all, actions speak louder than words; Hiroki had learnt that Nowaki lived by that saying early on in their relationship and after they fought, he was more than grateful.
Hiroki wrapped his small hand around Nowaki's now semi-hard cock, and began to tease the younger one by slowly sliding it up and down the length, never getting faster but occasionally tracing a nail over the slit, making pre-cum leak out. Nowaki bit back a moan and tried his best not to buck his hips against his lovers hand. Hiroki deepened their kiss, dominantly forcing his tongue into the others mouth. Hiroki carried this on until he was sure that Nowaki was about come, only then did he take his hand away and sat back up.
Nowaki looked at his smaller lover with a look of lecherousness, all the while wondering why he had taken his hand a way. He soon realised, as Hiroki slid himself down onto Nowaki's member, in all essence impaling himself. Hiroki began to slowly bounce up and down on Nowaki, letting out the occasional moan every so often.
His back arched and Hiroki leaned back, placing his hands on Nowaki's sinewy thighs giving himself more strength to his bounces. Nowaki sat up and held onto his lover with one hand, the other behind him resting on the bed letting him begin thrusting upwards into Hiroki.
Hiroki started to moan louder, and clung to Nowaki's shoulder once more. They slowly rocked against each other in an act of pure love, only letting soft pants and quiet "I love you"'s to escape. Each of them may like rough sex, but it was times like these that would stay with them forever. The times when they were truly one, nothing could separate them.
Hiroki was reaching his climax for the third time that night, and he felt that Nowaki was close to his. He captured his younger lovers lips with his, and let their fingers intertwine as they rode out their orgasms.
They both stayed still, not wanting this moment to ever end. Some of the candles had already gone out, so the room was darker than before. It felt like millennia had gone by, by the time Nowaki carefully lifted Hiroki off of him and laid him down beside him. He curled against his back, neither of them saying a thing as Hiroki held on to Nowaki's hand with both of his own.
Nowaki was on the brink of sleep as he heard Hiroki's voice break the silence, "I know that you would never cheat on me, but it doesn't mean that I can't get jealous. I know you love me, and you show it the most when you get jealous of Akihiko and Miyagi. So can't you just let me be jealous out in the open, instead of hiding things from me? You want me to let you love me, so let me love you back, you big dummy." Nowaki couldn't stop the smile even if he wanted to, he pressed his lips against Hiroki's hair and tightened his hold on him.
"I love you, Hiro-san." With that, they both fell off into a peaceful sleep.
I would like to thank all my lovely readers who have read this from the start, and those of you who are just reading this now. Depending on the feedback I get, I may write another chapter. But after that this story is definitely finished.
I would like to thank Booboobitxch666 for this idea, I truly did enjoy writing it. :)
If any of you have anything that you would like to read, but not write yourself, then send me a PM of the plot and I am more than willing to write it for you. ^_^
I hope that this chapter makes up for the lack of steamy-ness in the last one. Reviews and criticism are welcomed.