A/N: Hello dear readers - excuse the slight delay in chapter releases again as it has been a relative busy few weeks and all with the holidays swiftly approaching and I've been spending my days preparing for them. I've also gotten sick in the process so it has hindered me in getting things released a little sooner. But hopefully the context of this chapter is enjoyable enough to make up for that.
After such an explosive chapter, now we get to see our two favorite guys finally take things a step further in progressing with their relationship as they collect the Scarlet Eyes. This chapter will be a work up for the next few, so be ready for some exciting chapters to come.
As always, a big thank you to the lovely Sweet's Dreamer for her continued efforts to beta RoF's chapters. :3
Summary: After their previous night's act, Chrollo and Kurapika resume their trek to Mirie while discussing the future. Kurapika asks something of Chrollo he's never asked before that astonishes the older man while they begin preparations on retrieving the eyes from the museum located there.
A cool breeze rustled amidst the overhang of trees, its faint touch ghosting over the forest as the beginnings of the morning sun began to poke through, the welcoming light offering to the symphony of the creatures within.
Slowly the sun bathed the woods within its glow as it began to wash over the area, its mild warmth caressing the prominent features of a man leaning against the trunk of a tree, an arm rising to block out the offending light as a soft groan slipped past his parted lips. Neglecting to move, he remained still as his breathing began to even out while he attempted to wake up fully, body still weary from the effects of sleep. After laying there a bit longer and feeling the cold over his exposed skin, Chrollo finally stirred, though the moment he tried to move, the sensation of weight on his chest brought a sudden realization to mind - Kurapika.
Looking down Chrollo saw the younger man was still asleep, his chest steadily rising and falling as he remained within his slumber, golden hair being illuminated by the sun. Even as the light reflected off his flawless skin and making him look so radiant, Kurapika looked like an angel.
The boy was still nude from their previous night's consummation, the memory of it fresh in Chrollo's mind. A smile crossed his lips as he remembered it and Chrollo enjoyed thinking back on everything that happened. How beautiful the Kurta had looked with his raw energy, eagerness, and that primal, hungry look in those eyes. It was enough to make Chrollo shiver.
Not once had Chrollo suspected the boy to be so willing and dominate for their first time, and yet, Kurapika surprised him that much more. Because the blond had taken the lead in being so adamant and controlling, Chrollo had nearly convinced himself that it was all a mere dream or some trick of the mind. Yet, the longer he remained within their exploit, the more he realized just how wrong he really was.
It was something that in truth, he thoroughly enjoyed.
Kurapika really was with him, and the intimacy they shared was real.
It was a shame to wake the younger man within the cradle of his arms as Kurapika looked so peaceful. Chrollo was aware that regardless of how much he was savoring the contact and warmth between them, sooner or later they would have to resume their trek to Mirie. There would be plenty of opportunities to experience the closeness they shared. He and Kurapika had all the time in the world.
Leaning down, Chrollo kissed the top of his lover's head, fingers steadily carding through the Kurta's soft locks, "Kurapika," he whispered, free hand finding its way up and down along the blond's back, "wake up."
A soft groan and the slight movement from Kurapika was his only indication the boy even heard him, which only made Chrollo smile even more. Kurapika was cute when he was like this.
Again, he called to him, fingers gently twining amid those golden strands, "Time to get up, love, we have to get moving soon."
This time, blue eyes regarded his own, and the look behind them nearly left Chrollo breathless.
"Do we have to?" He grumbled, a frown upon his face, "It's cold."
Chrollo chuckled, though his arms inadvertently tightened around the blond's smaller frame, "Yes."
Kurapika made a sound of protest in the back of his throat and lifted up slightly, granting him a better view of the man he was laying against. Their bodies were still pressed firmly together as the contact they shared remained intact. "And I have to leave such a wonderful position?" He couldn't help the coquetry that crept into his voice, but in retrospect, Kurapika wasn't as keen on moving like Chrollo was. Especially knowing they were still coupled.
The feeling of the man inside him only made Kurapika more reluctant to move. Then again, he suspected that maybe Chrollo really wasn't either and was holding back that simple truth.
It was strange indeed, but it didn't stop Kurapika from teasing Chrollo nonetheless.
Of course, Chrollo suspected the blond was being coy with him; just the way that taunting smirk adorned those perfect lips and the amusement that accented Kurapika's tone was enough to prove it to Chrollo. Not that he was complaining. Far from it. His lover's impish behavior was something entirely new and uncharacteristic to his old attitude and habits. Chrollo was finding he was loving this new form of Kurapika's.
He was amused nonetheless at the boy's persistence, "You just don't want to leave my arms."
Then another thought crossed Chrollo's mind, and that smirk only widened on his lips. Before they had fallen asleep, both of them had neglected to separate, and Chrollo could feel that he was still buried within his lover's warm body.
Perhaps Kurapika was addicted to him more than he believed.
A smug look crossed over Kurapika's visage, apparently convinced that some perverse thought had crossed the older man's mind. He didn't put it past him, knowing Chrollo's general mindset. Not that it stopped Kurapika. Regardless of how much of an ass his partner could be, it didn't sway the fact that he loved Chrollo.
Making the connection to what Chrollo was taunting him over didn't take long.
"You're an ass, you know that?" He uttered in a tone that was more sultry then not and drew himself up slightly more, closing what little gap there was between them and captured Chrollo's lips, instantly drawing his lover into a gentle, yet, tantalizing kiss. Though much to his surprise, the older man accepted the act in earnest and parted them to let Kurapika deepen it.
Soon their tongues were wound around one another as Kurapika´s lips massaged against Chrollo´s, the echo of soft groans filling the air while they faltered to the moment. Chrollo's words instantly died in his throat. All he was able to focus on were those soft lips and the feel of Kurapika's body against his own.
Once his lungs started to burn, did he sever the kiss, "You know me all too well" Chrollo panted, though he wasn't able to keep the amusement from his voice. "But it doesn't change the fact that you still relish your time with me."
Kurapika snorted and leaned down to draw his tongue along the surface of Chrollo's neck, nipping the flesh along the way, "Whatever gave you that idea?" The act earned a deep, breathy moan to escape from past his lover's lips.
Indeed Kurapika was being smug, and Chrollo couldn't help but insist on provoking him, for the idea of observing just how far he would go, and how assertive the blond would be had sparked his interest.
These changes were something that Chrollo wanted to help foster in Kurapika as the younger man continued to adapt and become accustomed to a new, more suitable lifestyle. It was essential in Kurapika´s continued metamorphosis as well in keeping him from regressing.
His lover was making good progress, slowly letting go of his past and finally learning acceptance. Their relationship was blossoming as his feelings for Kurapika only deepened.
In truth, Kurapika was the best thing that happened to him.
"Isn't it quite evident?" The older man said simply, breaths quickening as that tongue moved along his neck, the sensation making him tremble, "However, I don't see you complaining."
Reaching Chrollo's ear, Kurapika instantly bit along its shell, tugging on it right above his earring, "Well when you put it that way," nipping at the flesh, he pulled back, hands drawing down over his lovers chest, palms grazing over those nipples, watching the older man intently, "you present a rather interesting argument."
Moments later, Kurapika went erect, and without warning, he ground languidly against his lover's groin.
Chrollo groaned at the sudden action, and let the palms of his own hands come to rest along Kurapika´s hips, the silky feel of the Kurta's skin felt amazing beneath his fingers as he gripped them firmly, "Are you sure it's actually an argument?" He commented, though his smile only betrayed the facade of seriousness. "The way I see it I am just merely stating what is fact."
His eyes searched Kurapika´s vibrant blue ones as he saw nothing but love and adoration behind them despite the fact the younger man was attempting to keep up with his playful banter. Kurapika was indeed adorable in most instances. But seeing the blond like this only made him seductive.
The sight of Kurapika over him while still naked as those slender, delicate hands canvassed his body had only aroused sensations within Chrollo that he now found hard to suppress.
At one point Chrollo would have shied away from Kurapika in fear of giving him the wrong impression. So many times the older man had to resist his urges, holding back in favor of preserving trust between them. It was an experience he wanted to genuinely have with Kurapika after the boy realized where his true feelings lie. Since the younger man had come to terms with that -
Fingers playing over his nipples drew his attention, and Chrollo focused entirely on the gorgeous man above him. The sensation caused him to groan softly, and the look which played over Kurapika's features only made his lover look more sybaritic. Watching as the blond continued being so energetic, so explicit just excited Chrollo.
He would never have expected this from Kurapika who once held such high, abiding morals.
This was definitely a turning point for them as he realized just how close he and Kurapika were becoming. No words could describe just how fortunate Chrollo thought he was.
Letting his fingertips trail aimlessly along that taut chest and down over Chrollo's abdominal muscles, Kurapika only felt even more attracted as his lover's reactions invoked his optimism. "Fact or not," he began, voice silky, almost purring, "truth is, neither of us is complaining." Tilting his head, Kurapika watched Chrollo inquisitively before his lips curled back further into a rather gratifying smirk, "Especially after last night."
If Chrollo were able to dispute that, Kurapika would have been more than stunned, for the older man had definitely taken pleasure in their lovemaking just as much as he had.
Even for his first time, the Kurta found the experience beyond invigorating, finally understanding what it meant to be so close to someone. It had once been an aspect that was long absent from his life, but now, to know just what it felt like only left Kurapika wanting to experience more.
"Damn, you have me there," Chrollo responded, breathing heavily as his lover's hands continued to explore his body. Why was it that he was unable to get enough of the boy? Kurapika was an insatiable hunger he just could not quell.
For a moment, Chrollo allowed his eyes to rove over Kurapika's body. The boy had a lithe, yet beautiful physique that was immaculate and toned even though at times he looked more fragile than he was. However, what caught the older man's attention was the gold necklace with its ruby teardrops that shimmered beneath the morning light. Chrollo was astonished he didn't realize it sooner, but he was pleased, even grateful to see it around Kurapika's neck. He let his fingers trail up the blond's stomach and chest, soon feeling the smooth surface of the Promise Necklace beneath them, "I am glad to see you are still wearing this." It was just another profession of his love for the younger man.
The sensation of those hands moving over his body drew Kurapika's attention, and he groaned; Chrollo knew exactly how to touch him and invoke such receptiveness. "I never stopped wearing it from the day I received it from you," the Kurta breathed, skin tingling from his lover's caress, "even though it's a relic from my clan, it also holds significance for me."
He could see the slight rise to Kurapika's lips, and Chrollo understood what the blond meant. Perhaps Kurapika didn't outright say it, but for him, it was something the older man easily understood. The image of them back in Patalor when Kurapika first confronted him and when he had the blond pinned up against the wall came to mind. Even then, the younger man had worn the necklace. Chrollo never realized before just how important it would be to his lover. "That just makes it even more special, doesn't it?"
Kurapika merely hummed at Chrollo's response, his hands lingering a moment longer over the older man's stomach before drawing back up his chest, one coming to rest on his shoulder while the other cupped his cheek, "It does, and I will always cherish it. However, I also have something else I must confess." His thumb stroked over the skin as Kurapika looked down into his lover's fathomless grey eyes.
The sudden statement in wanting to confess to something piqued Chrollo's interest as he raised an eyebrow at the younger man above him, the thumb which swept over his cheek did nothing to distract from the urgency of the request.
"Oh?" He tilted his head, slightly leaning into the touch, "Have you finally decided to give up on your crazy path of vengeance?" Chrollo found it impossible to resist commenting, taking the perfect opportunity to tease his lover although he already knew the answer.
Those plush, incarnadine lips slightly downturned at the older man's apparent jab, "What?" Kurapika uttered, looking exasperated," Of course I have you damn jackass! I wouldn't be here, especially like this, much less had sex with you if I hadn't." For a moment, Kurapika looked sullen, and dumbfounded that Chrollo found the nerve to ask such a thing! Whatever possessed him, the blond was at a complete loss for reasoning on, even though the smug expression on the older man's face never wavered.
Chrollo lifted his hands off the boy's hips briefly to raise them up defensively before letting one resume gripping Kurapika's outer thigh while the other found its way along his spine, stroking it tenderly, "I didn't mean for it to be an insult, Kurapika." He spoke calmly, attempting to soothe the boy's now wild spirit, "I knew you had given up on such a folly since your confession to me back in Nappon. I had thought everything you wished to tell me had already been revealed. This urgency to tell me something else has me wondering."
There was no lying as Chrollo was beyond curious to what Kurapika was so desperate to tell him. Deep down he wondered if it would be something he may potentially not like, which he wasn't entirely keen on.
The unknown had always been one thing Chrollo found very difficult to contend with. Assurances were still beneficial. However, this had him thinking, which the direction his mind was taking it in was probably a bad thing.
It was something he figured Kurapika must have been able to sense for the look that crossed over the blond's face nearly contested everything he was abjectly feeling.
Kurapika sighed and felt embarrassed for his overt outburst. Leaning back down, he felt Chrollo's body come flush against his own once more, and Kurapika placed his lips softly to his lover's own as he kissed the older man slowly, "Forgive me for my temper, I didn't mean to come off so impetuous." Pulling away, Kurapika looked meek, almost passive. It wasn't every day he felt regret for the things he did. "What I wish to tell you is something far more important, however. But I don't believe you will be disappointed."
Reopening his eyes after the unexpected, but delectable kiss, Chrollo awaited patiently for Kurapika's statement. He vowed to remain in silence long enough to give his lover room to speak despite the fact he enjoyed teasing Kurapika and watching him get flustered. "You got my undivided attention then, love."
He bristled slightly at the pet name but then smiled to himself at the thought. It was nice to be complimented in such a way. There was still a sense of using such forms of adoration as childish, but the more Kurapika thought on it, he found it rather endearing. Flattering even.
Still, getting distracted wasn't an option for he knew they would eventually need to resume their trek to Mirie and what Kurapika needed to tell Chrollo he knew really couldn't wait.
"To start off, we both have come a long way," Kurapika began, even though he was clearly stating the obvious, "and although our pasts have been the reason for bringing us together, first out of animosity and hate, to understanding and love, what I am about to tell you is something I have thought a lot on as a result."
He paused a moment, gauging Chrollo's reaction, but the older man had his usual unreadable expression upon his features, so Kurapika continued, voice even and steady.
"After our encounter back in Patalor, and ever since we began this journey together, I have found myself becoming more and more connected to you. My heart has started aching, and constantly beating for one thing and one alone." Breathing in deeply, Kurapika composed himself, his eyes never breaking contact with Chrollo´s own. "Because of that, because I have fallen so in love with you and that I honestly cannot envision my life without you in it, I want to be sure we last, and that nothing can ever come between us."
Again Kurapika paused, feeling slightly more nervous than before, even though there was no indication that Chrollo was perturbed in any way. He was still uncertain exactly how the older man was going to take it after everything it cost them to get to this point, but Kurapika knew in the back of his mind it was a necessary choice, even if it went against his lingering principals.
Then again, those were very same principals he was now prepared to throw away as Kurapika had come to terms with himself the moment he had chosen to give his heart to Chrollo.
However, Kurapika was drawn from his momentary reverie when he felt fingers beneath his chin lift his head up. The look in Chrollo´s eyes only spoke of pure adoration, "Whatever it is, you can tell me, Kurapika."
Nodding, he settled on finishing what he started. Surely his lover would be more than enthralled to hear his unprecedented confession?
Slowly, Kurapika let the palm of one hand come to rest against Chrollo´s as he slid it towards his cheek, "What I've been trying to say is," gingerly he nuzzled into that warm palm, relishing in the soothing sensation it produced, "one thing that worries me is the current lives we lead. You have your spiders, and I have my friends. But I fear once we complete our mission in retrieving the rest of the eyes, I will lose you. Because of this, I have chosen to join the Genei Ryodan. I want to become one of your Spiders, Chrollo."
The instant the words left his mouth, Kurapika was almost sure Chrollo would be more than just shocked.
A myriad of emotions crossed over the older man's demeanor, and he had started to believe his request would have been refuted although Chrollo had tried to recruit him once before.
How he reacted back then rushed through Kurapika´s mind. The blond remembered the way he practically screamed at Chrollo as he told him that he would rather be dead then join the Genei Ryodan, and how he insulted the man before leaving the restaurant nearly in tears.
Then how Chrollo found him and wrapped him up in those strong, protective arms, telling him that he would never force him to do anything against his will as they kissed in the rain. All those factors nearly convinced Kurapika that his lover would turn him away for his own sake, unsure if he was only joining out of obligation or out of genuine desire.
He was prepared to tell Chrollo this when the look in those grey eyes softened.
"Are you certain this is what you want?" Lifting himself up, Chrollo came close to Kurapika, his lips brushing against the Kurta's own, "I remember what you told me back in Patalor and I don't want this be a decision you end up regretting." He closed what minuscule gap there was between them and kissed Kurapika gently, letting the flavor of those supple lips bleed onto his tongue, "I will gladly accept you if you're sure about this as I still feel you will be a valuable asset to the Spider. Not to mention," pulling away and severing the kiss, he trailed his lips along the boy's jaw, a faint groan escaping Kurapika´s throat, "it will also be nice to have you always by my side. Plus I think our symbol will look pretty on your skin."
It was one thing that Chrollo had never suspected Kurapika would ever agree to, especially after his last proposal. However, the younger man had surprised him more times than he could remember, even if some of those instances were because of Kurapika acting foolish or brash.
They had come a long way, further then Chrollo thought they ever would, and for that, he was hopeful in his lover's decision. But just like he wanted to be sure that Kurapika wanted him legitimately, he also didn't want the boy to falter into that type of trap again and commit to something that he would loathe in the long run.
As much he desired to have Kurapika a part of the Spider, he loved the younger man enough not to want him to do something that may cause more harm than good.
Letting Kurapika think it over and come to terms with his choice was something Chrollo settled on being patient for.
Twining his fingers with Kurapika's own, he pulled the boy's hand towards his lips and placed a soft kiss to the back of it, hoping the gesture would prove to his lover that he was supportive in whatever decision Kurapika made.
The atmosphere was placating and calming despite Chrollo's initial reaction to Kurapika's affirmation, which the blond found rather odd. Nonetheless, he didn't bother to question it.
One thing that perturbed him was the fact that Chrollo would look at his past reactions - especially what transpired in Patalor - and reject him again. However, upon hearing the concern lacing Chrollo's voice and the honesty that accompanied his words, he couldn't help but feel the older man's consideration of his well-being.
If anything, it was another show of just how Chrollo wanted him to be genuine with his feelings.
When the older man pulled away from him to bring the back of his hand to those warm lips, all of Kurapika's apprehension faded away, as he knew that Chrollo was honestly encouraging him regardless of which direction he chose to go in.
"I haven't forgotten what you told me back in Nappon. Hell, even before that," he whispered, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation of comfort his lover's aura was bringing him, "as you had neglected for so long in us proceeding to the point we are now until you were sure of exactly how I felt." Kurapika paused, looking deeply into Chrollo's grey eyes, finding himself lost within them, "You have done nothing to lead me astray, and for that, I can only be just as honest with you in return. However," he squeezed the older man's hand, adding reassurance behind what he was about to say, "I have made my decision. Which is one I do not plan to change nor go back on. I want this Chrollo. I want to be with you."
Almost as quickly the words left his mouth did those warm lips he loved so much come over his, and it was in that moment Kurapika understood. Not once had Chrollo ever lost faith or belief in him, even if there were times he made that hard to do.
Chrollo was only protecting him.
Of course, Kurapika was capable of taking care of himself, even if the older man thought otherwise, it didn't keep the blond from feeling adoration for the man he now loved so dearly.
Smiling, he tightened the arm that was wound around the Kurta, almost ecstatic by the boy's concession, "Well then, it's decided." Chrollo purred, the warmth of Kurapika's body permeating his skin as he pulled the blond close again, the sensation of the intimate connection they still shared only making him groan in contentment. Chrollo failed to admit how good it felt, but he was sure it was the same for Kurapika. Not that he didn't like being buried deep within that perfect body, but he knew sooner or later they would have to separate. They needed to leave soon and continue on to Mirie. "Once this is all over, we will return to Yorknew and inform my Spiders of your decision."
Kurapika wasted no time in letting his own satisfaction show as he came into contact with Chrollo's firm, but toned frame again, the feel of his lover's skin causing him to groan.
For a moment, the Kurta became lost within the moment, nearly forgetting everything around him, even the words he wished to speak as the only thing currently on his mind was the man against him and the heat that radiated between them.
His instincts tried to beckon to him, wanting to lure him in, and the younger man nearly considered it, but now wasn't the time, much to his dismay. The thought of going a second round with Chrollo was indeed, enticing, but they needed to reach Mirie before the day was out. Regaining hold of himself, he leaned in and gave his lover's lips a few nips, tugging on the bottom once more before pulling away.
"One thing I do question is, how will your Spiders take it once they learn of this? My last memory of them isn't a fond one, and I am sure they are not very happy with me. Especially after what happened." Kurapika commented, the fingers of his unoccupied hand finding their way into Chrollo's silky hair, threading it slowly.
Memories of the events when he encountered Uvogin and Pakunoda wavered through his mind. The images of how cold, detached, and stagnant he was, along with his apathetic mindset only left Kurapika feeling even more empty than before. At one time, Kurapika thought he had found solace in ridding the world of the one thing he had detested for so long. Now he couldn't feel anything other than remorse.
Just like Chrollo, he hated himself for what he had done to the older man, for his heart only swelled at the thought. So many times Kurapika could see the pain behind his lover's eyes for all the misery he caused, and now the younger man couldn't help but feel the same way.
Not once did Kurapika consider that Chrollo probably understood the feeling of loss, and just like the older man, Kurapika had also taken something away. Despite this, there were so many times where Chrollo had put Kurapika before himself, which was more selfless and human then the blond gave him credit for.
Even though Chrollo was more than accepting of him, Kurapika was sure it wasn't the same for the rest of the Genei Ryodan.
It was something the older man knew all too well - especially since he had been severed from his Spiders for some time, and welcoming the Chain User into the ranks would be no easy task. He was well aware of what joining might entail and that taking such a path may only be pockmarked by trial and hardship.
Being without Chrollo though? Perish the thought.
Kurapika was prepared to make such a leap for he was finding that he would do practically anything for Chrollo if it meant staying in the older man's life. Even if he had to go through hell and back to earn the rest of the Ryodan's acceptance.
There was something behind Chrollo's eyes that spoke of both delight and fret, yet, Kurapika knew his lover only had the same continued sentiment towards his well-being. Seeing such emotions out of a hardened man like Chrollo had stricken Kurapika knowing he was starting to honestly care more and more for the one person who had ultimately stolen his heart.
The feel of his chin being lifted again as he was brought to firm eye contact with his lover had brought Kurapika from his troubled thoughts, the look upon Chrollo's visage easily abating the tension he felt, "I don't expect them to take it well. Not all of them, at least. Some may accept you without question, others may challenge the idea. In the end, you will be a part of the Genei Ryodan and their comrade. Over time, and once they see your skills and worth to the Spider, I am sure they will all come around."
Gently, Chrollo brushed his thumb over Kurapika's cheek, hoping to soothe the inner turmoil the blond felt.
Closing his eyes, Kurapika leaned into the touch, loving every moment spent with this man, "You say that as if you are confident, Chrollo. Are you so sure? I did kill two of their friends after all."
Nothing ever escaped Kurapika's rather keen perception. It was something Chrollo gave the boy credit on. He didn't blame his lover for worrying - as his concern was valid - even though it was his own decision to join a group of ruthless bandits. The type of reception Kurapika was sure to get once he was inducted wouldn't be that simple, Chrollo was sure. But either way, his Spiders weren't going to have a choice in the matter.
Kurapika belonged in the Spider as much as he belonged with its leader.
Smiling, he leaned in, taking the younger man's lips with his own in a gentle, reassuring kiss, "That may be so, but because of your battle with Uvogin and the fact you defeated him as a result already earns you the right to a position within the Spider. It is one of our rules for membership. Besides," drawing back, he allowed his gaze to sweep over Kurapika's naked body, taking in the beauty of the angel that was still straddling his hips, "Uvo would have wanted it this way. You were a worthy adversary, Kurapika."
The blond made a hum in the back of his throat but found the point hard to argue, "I hope you are right on this one. For some reason, it doesn't seem as easy as you say, but I will take you at your word."
"You should learn to trust me more, babe." Chrollo mused, that trademark smirk of his crossing over his lips.
"I do trust you," he uttered, looking at his lover indignantly, "and since when have we started using pet names?"
"Since now, darling."
"You're insufferable." Kurapika retorted, leaning down to draw his lips along Chrollo's neck before biting down just above the purple marks he left the night before.
Gasping, Chrollo arched his back slightly at the sensation, delighted every time Kurapika was aggressive like this, "But you love me for it." He couldn't keep the mirth out of his voice despite how good the blond was making him feel.
But Kurapika was aware of his lover's game and made no effort to conceal his own amusement, "Of course I do, sweetheart."
Two could play at this game.
"Is that a challenge then, love?" Chrollo was no less enthralled, seeing Kurapika attempt to be witty, as he knew the Kurta was quite capable of it.
"Maybe it is," Kurapika commented back once he was satisfied with the mark he left on the older man's skin as he drew back to look into Chrollo's eyes. "I always love a good challenge, honey."
Oh Kurapika was pushing his limits, wasn't he? Chrollo really liked where this was going.
Removing his fingers from the boy's, Chrollo placed both his hands on Kurapika's hips to hold his lover steady as he gave an upward thrust against the younger man, "Then consider your challenge, accepted." He hummed in response, that smirk widening on his lips as he felt himself slipping a little deeper inside Kurapika.
Holding back from enacting on his growing desire was hard as the warmth and feel of Kurapika against him was only making it much more difficult on him. There were a few times he wanted to flip the Kurta onto his back and take him as he could feel himself getting hard the longer he remained inside that tight body. Still, as much as he wanted to make love to Kurapika again, it had to wait. Of course, there would be other opportunities for them to enjoy the experiences of sex, as they had all the time in the world.
The Kurta attempted to cinch the moan that threatened to escape his throat but was unsuccessful, and he trembled as those hips came up against his own, forcing Chrollo's dick further inside him. Everything tensed and the heat pooled back down in his groin causing him to slowly gain an erection again.
Realizing if they kept up their little dalliance, surely it would drive them back into the throes of ecstasy, which much to Kurapika's dismay, they lacked the necessary time to do so. Reluctantly, he leaned back, withdrawing from Chrollo's body and warmth.
"As much as I would like to show you just how skilled I am," Kurapika began, hands sliding down over Chrollo's chest again before coming to rest over his lover's own hands which resided on his hips, "I think we need to get moving, or we may never reach Mirie." Leaning down to kiss the older man's lips briefly, he let his tongue lap over Chrollo's bottom lip before retreating completely and lifted himself up, the older man's dick sliding out of him as he pulled away.
The absence of Chrollo made him groan in reluctance, but it wouldn't be the last time he would experience such an intimate sensation with his lover.
Chrollo watched as his precious blond pulled away, the feel of those lips against his was still fresh in his mind even though that slender physique was no longer pressed against his own.
Reluctantly, he pushed himself off the ground and stretched his aching muscles, the slight cramp he felt was from being in the same position for too long. Not that he was complaining as it was nice having Kurapika laying on him, especially while they slept. But there was just no denying they really needed to continue pressing onwards to Mirie, even though Chrollo wanted more alone time with his beautiful lover.
He stood for a moment, watching Kurapika as he did the same, then turned his attention towards the surrounding foliage, slowly letting his aura fill into him and expanded his En range, the radius going several kilometers outward around them. Maintaining its hold, Chrollo turned to fetch his clothing when he noticed Kurapika watching him, the boy's eyebrow arched inquisitively.
"One can never be too safe." He commented simply and continued to dress.
Kurapika knew there was no denying it - both of them were wanted men, well at least Chrollo was. Still, after all the hits they made to retrieve the eyes, he was confident more than just the Mafia were after them. Believing that he wasn't being searched for now seemed farfetched. Kurapika was convinced that even being associated with Chrollo made him a target.
Regardless of such, he had made his choices, and there was no going back. Kurapika had committed to an illegitimate lifestyle when he bonded himself to someone with an S-class bounty on his head while agreeing to join an infamous organization known widely for their crimes. His old self would have chastised him for making such a rash decision. Now, he couldn't be happier.
"Don't think, don't linger. Keep moving forward, leave the past behind."
"Your path is laid out for you Kurapika. Don't wander, don't stray."
"Be happy. That's all we wanted for you. Live and be free."
"I still love you, we still love you no matter the decisions you make."
Every echo, every word, he heard the faint clamor of voices as they called out to him, each one beckoning for him to listen. Many times he had questioned their origin, their purpose, but not once had they failed to offer him comfort. Whenever he heard them, the familiarity in their tones reminded him of people he loved, of those he fondly remembered, and of those who loved him.
Now those same voices seemed to be guiding him. Encouraging him. Inciting him. He couldn't deny that their presence was just another aspect that offered him solace in his still turbulent life.
Pulling his clothes back on, he felt the intensity of Chrollo's aura, however, there was nothing aggressive within the energy it gave off, "I have to agree with you there. Especially with the probability that people may be looking for us."
As he reached for the top portion of his training suit, he remembered he was still wearing Chrollo's coat. Letting it slide off, he looked towards his lover who had managed to get halfway dressed but was still topless.
"I think you may need this." He continued, though he feebly tried to conceal the light crimson that dusted across his features as he handed the leather article over.
Indeed Kurapika looked cute when he blushed, which never ceased to amuse, yet please Chrollo, "I suppose I do even though I like seeing it on you." He teased as he took it from Kurapika then donned it, silently missing the feel of the leather against his own skin.
"Ass." Kurapika jested, turning his back to keep Chrollo from further seeing the rouge that was climbing up his cheeks.
"Why yes I am, but you still love me." He grinned at the brief glimpse he caught of Kurapika rolling his eyes and focused on putting his boots on, tapping the front of them on the ground to ensure they were on correctly, "But you're right. I think from here on out we should at least keep our guards up. Mirie is not but a few more hours from here, and we have no idea who could be looking for us. It's best to keep a low profile for now."
Once they were both fully dressed, their campfire smothered and the remnants of their presence eliminated, the both of them had resumed their trek once again. A few times they had engaged in light-hearted conversation while also discussing their plan to retrieve the Scarlet Eyes from the museum in Mirie, but for the most part, they spent the remainder of their journey in silence.
As the sun began to crawl overhead, designating it was late morning, Chrollo finally broke the silence. Kurapika had recessed into his thoughts when he realized the older man was watching him, those grey eyes speculative.
"What?" He questioned as he shifted beneath the heavy gaze, almost feeling like prey caught beneath the sights of a hungry predator.
Chrollo noticed the blond shift ineptly as he watched him and let his eyes soften, "I was just thinking, we haven't eaten anything yet. It's not much further, but once we reach Mirie how about we stop and get some breakfast?"
The sound of food piqued the Kurta's interest. Almost as if on cue, his stomach grumbled, "Getting food sounds like a good idea. I haven't eaten much since we left Nappon and I'm famished."
"Well, that makes two of us, then." Chrollo chuckled, "Come on, we really should pick up the pace."
Nodding, the Kurta fell into step beside the older man, keeping up the rapid pace his lover set as they proceeded to cover the final distance remaining between them and the city of Mirie.
As they traveled further south, the climate got warmer, which Kurapika was grateful for, but once they entered the gates of Mirie, he was beyond ecstatic. Although they passed the residuum of snow along the way, there was none to be seen around the expanse of Mirie.
It was something the blond surely didn't miss as he virtually detested the cold.
However, Mirie itself wasn't as grand or elaborate as places like Nappon or Patalor, but the high archways at each gate with their ornate carvings and intricate decor spoke of an interurban place that took pride in its appearance and the appeal it gave to travelers.
For Kurapika, it was like visiting different worlds, each one more imposing than the last. Even as he and Chrollo traveled the cobblestone pathways while going past shops catering to a vast array of merchandise from fancy clothing to jewelry and even electronics, he couldn't help but be awe-struck.
They traversed the open byways for some time before Kurapika felt an elbow nudge him at his side and he turned to face Chrollo.
Following the direction the older man was looking in he noticed a small outdoor cafe sitting just across the street, a few people were scattered about its white linen tables enjoying meals.
"Perhaps we could try there? So far it's the only thing I've seen of interest."
Kurapika raised an eyebrow, "For you that is surprising. I didn't think you were that picky."
"I just have eccentric tastes," Chrollo responded, though he eyed Kurapika intently which caused the boy to avert his eyes and turn his head, the hue of crimson climbing over his neck again.
"Whatever. Let's just go. We both need to eat, anyway."
Chrollo laughed and followed his sullen angel across the street as they headed towards the cafe, the aroma of food becoming much more enticing the closer they got.
As they approached the building, Chrollo opened the door for Kurapika, but the blond merely snorted and walked inside.
The moment they entered, a slender woman with short brown hair that was pulled back and hazel appearing eyes rushed over to greet them, causing the older man to unconsciously touch his forehead to ensure his headband was in place concealing his cross tattoo. Satisfied that it was, he allowed his focus to land on the young girl.
"How can I help you?" She addressed them cheerily, her ponytail swaying as she bobbed, appearing overly eager.
Smiling, Chrollo allowed his usual charisma to show, and he nodded, watching the girl with interest. Out of the corner of his eye, the older man could see Kurapika as the younger man looked perturbed by his apparent act which only invoked him to just lay the charm on even thicker.
"Why yes, my partner and I would like a table for two."
Turning to the side and grabbing a couple of menus, she gestured for them to follow her, though she smiled a little too fondly at Chrollo before leading them amid the rows of tables. Kurapika felt his vexation slowly rising to the surface, already annoyed with his lover's ridiculous acts and just how superfluous they were.
But there was also the simple fact that he hated how Chrollo looked at other people. Especially women. What made it worse was the fact they were together. Kurapika couldn't comprehend why the older man was continuing to act that way.
Sometimes Kurapika couldn't help but think that Chrollo liked provoking his ire just to see him get flustered for the sheer hell of it.
Assuming that was the case, he was doing a damn good job of it for the younger man could already feel himself growing more agitated by the minute. He resisted every urge to punch Chrollo to avoid causing a scene and settled for confronting him later once they were alone and in private.
They were led to a table that was off to the far left and somewhat isolated. Pulling out a chair, Kurapika sat across from his lover, though his expression was glum. He could feel the older man's dark eyes on him, but for the moment Kurapika ignored him, drawing in a deep breath in an attempt to calm down. Chrollo just needed to be reminded that he should be the only one the older man looked at that way.
"Can I get either of you something to drink?" The girl questioned, and Kurapika glanced at Chrollo before picking up the menu to quickly scan its contents.
"Chai tea hot, please." He responded tersely, even though admittingly, he didn't intend to do so.
Once again his eyes traveled in the older man's direction after he surveyed the courtyard around them, gently expanding his own En range to be certain no one managed to sneak up on them at any time.
Chrollo's expression was calm, almost impassive albeit the slight tug to the man's lips.
He rolled his eyes again, "You gonna drink anything?"
Chuckling, Chrollo had to admit, he enjoyed Kurapika's spunk, "Of course I am." Turning his attention towards the girl who stood anxiously beside their table, he said, "I'll take tea as well, Earl Grey, hot."
Bobbing her head in affirmation, she jotted down what they wanted, "I'll get that right away, sirs." Then skittered off to fill their orders.
Once they were alone, Kurapika breathed again, though he had decided on continuing to scan the contents of the menu to find something to eat even though he was sure the older man had been observing him carefully. However, each time Kurapika peeked over it at him, Chrollo look immersed within his own menu which only served to frustrate the blond, further.
Calm. He had to remain calm. Losing composure now, well, it was a bad idea. Doing so only proved that Kurapika wasn't in control of his emotions. It was something the younger man didn't like giving off the impression of. Especially in front of his lover.
The older man liked to pick and prod at him as is, and he wished not to give Chrollo something else to needle him with.
A few minutes later, the waitress returned with the drinks. After placing them on the table, she turned to face Kurapika, but he was barely able to look at her even though she was about to ask if either of them had made their choices on food, yet.
"I need just a few more minutes."
Kurapika was grateful the girl nodded in understanding and without another word, he scanned over the options before coming across something that appeared interesting. The blond hummed in thought, "I have heard of these. Pancakes they are called, which is topped with a type of fruit sauce. Never had them before. Suppose I will try those."
Putting down the menu, Kurapika met Chrollo's eyes and the man immediately smiled, "Good choice, love." He began in a tone that was all too mawkish, causing Kurapika's eye to twitch. "Those are pretty good. Had them a few times myself."
Again with the pet names, and in public of all places.
"Do you have to do that?" He hissed beneath his breath, noticing the girl's confused expression out of his peripheral vision. Sighing, Kurapika leaned back in his chair, breathing in and out slowly.
However, that obnoxious smile remained on the older man's lips, and Kurapika only crossed his arms in response. He loved Chrollo, but sometimes the man was ridiculous.
"Do what?" Chrollo questioned, trying to play innocent. Though he barely got a glare and a roll of the eyes in acknowledgment. God how he loved teasing Kurapika, but he could easily tell the Kurta was getting to the point of being disgusted with him, so he figured it was best to back off.
Regardless of how many times Chrollo had promised Kurapika that he wouldn't continue needling him, sometimes the situation was just too perfect to resist. He had known for some time the blond was jealous of him, possessive even, the younger man blatantly showing his disapproval every time he spoke to other people, especially women. It pleased Chrollo as he was quite jealous and possessive of Kurapika also.
Though, if anyone were to lay a finger on him or even harm his angel, Chrollo wouldn't hesitate to kill them. The Kurta was his and his alone.
He loved Kurapika, but he would never allow anything to happen to the boy.
"Nothing." Came the sudden, yet, bland response and Chrollo could only help but raise his brow again. However, he did not comment back.
Instead, he turned towards the girl who seemed to be watching them perplexed, "Anything for you sir?" She asked finally.
Chrollo coughed as he attempted to conceal his mirth, "Yes. I will take the strawberry Crepes, thank you."
After writing down their requests, she sauntered off to fill their food orders, leaving them alone.
"Crepes eh?" The sudden question from the blond jolted Chrollo's attention, seeing that his lover was now grinning. How conveniently the younger man's demeanor changed. At least he was no longer pissed off.
Chrollo laced his fingers together, though he leaned slightly over the table, giving his lover a closer view of his exposed chest, "Yes. They are quite good to be perfectly honest. It's rather light and airy for a pastry, yet not too heavy. The fruit topping and filling makes it quite tasty."
He nearly laughed once he saw Kurapika attempt to turn his head as a flush rose over his skin.
Frowning, Kurapika diverted his eyes from the pleasant view of his lover's chest and let them land on the older man's eyes again, flagrantly ignoring his smug expression.
"Sounds like it." The blond added plainly, feeling the heat threatening to rise up to his cheeks. There was no denying Chrollo was attractive as the older man was practically stunning, which Kurapika saw firsthand the night prior, right before they had sex. Not only was he good to look at and had a body to die for, but Chrollo had also given him the time of his life.
Before meeting Chrollo, Kurapika never knew just how good being with someone was, especially with the way the older man made him feel. As much as he failed to admit it, being with Chrollo intimately was something he wanted to experience, again.
Just as silence descended between them, the waitress returned with their orders, placing the plates in front of them.
Without hesitation, Kurapika began testing the new food, instantly relishing in the fluffy texture and decadent flavor. The added taste of the fruit only made it more appealing.
It was a wonder that he had never experienced such food before. Then again, back when he lived in his village as a child, they didn't have such exotic food as this, and for much of his life after the loss of his family Kurapika never really had the means to eat lavishly. Which came as no surprise. Even then, getting to experience such things now was a treat.
"Which is all because of him. Because he cares for you."
"He is giving you this, and so much more."
Kurapika stilled a moment, almost in complete shock at the revelation, but he let the thought pass as the voices too, faded into the distance.
"How are your pancakes?" Hearing Chrollo´s voice brought him out of his temporary reverie as he looked up to face the older man.
"Quite good actually. Never suspected something simple like this could be made from flour." He replied cheerily this time as he reached for his teacup, taking a sip, "And it's not too sweet, either."
Chrollo took another bite from his own food as he savored each one, relishing in the decadence of its texture and flavor, "Glad to hear. I've tried pancakes a few times during my travels. I find that ones with chocolate chips are rather tasty."
The moment Chrollo mentioned chocolate, Kurapika´s smile wavered, but only a fraction, "Does sound appetizing, but I was never a big fan of sweets."
"I figured as much considering that you like your coffee almost bitter." The leader of the Spiders commented back, "Besides, as delectable it is, I don't think you're missing much."
"You're probably right."
Kurapika smiled at the notion, amazed with how familiar Chrollo was becoming with his quirks and habits, finding that the closer and deeper the bond got, the more they continued to learn about each other.
However, it was something novel and foreign to Kurapika as he was still getting used to the idea.
It was still hard to believe he had lost all his virulence and hate for his once mortal enemy and actually allowed himself to fall in love with the man. But in retrospect, he wouldn't change a thing.
The sound of Chrollo chuckling brought the blond's attention back to him. Maybe Kurapika was irritated with him, but the underlying contentment Chrollo saw beneath those dazzling blue eyes was enough to convince him the boy couldn't hide that fact for long. He watched with intrigue as Kurapika ate, adoring the way his lover savored his food.
Even then, Kurapika looked beautiful.
"Once we are finished here, I was thinking we should find a hotel to stay at for the night. We need to discuss the plans for getting the next pair of eyes." Chrollo finally added, a more serious expression crossing his features. "It's best we go over our next course of action before we make our move."
Taking another bite of his food, the younger man met Chrollo's gaze, those greys holding an intensity that caused the rhythm in his heat to become erratic, which had been something he felt whenever the older man looked at him that way. It was a pleasant feeling, but it caused him to become weak, which only made him fall for Chrollo even more.
As much he didn't like to admit it, losing himself to the older man was a feeling he couldn't get enough of. It made him feel liberated and free.
However, as quickly that look came, in the next moment, it was gone and replaced by something more thoughtful, more critical. In reality, there was no arguing that Chrollo was right. They needed to come up with a plan to retrieve the eyes that were located in Mirie and loafing around wasn't going to solve the matter.
Yet, Kurapika had a lot on his mind. There were his more recent experiences which made him feel happier than he had been in a long time, but with that came his worries on divulging the changes in his feelings along with his decisions to his friends. There was also figuring out how to tell Chrollo's Spiders about them along with his membership.
Granted, his lover had agreed to help him collect the remainder of the eyes before taking him back to Yorknew and presenting him to the Genei Ryodan, but that didn't alleviate the nervousness he still felt.
Hopefully, the rest of the Spiders would be more welcoming once they learned of his willingness and of Chrollo's own acceptance. Even then, he was prepared to prove his worth by any means necessary.
Regardless of his worries, he decided on setting it aside until it came time to cross that bridge. For now, they had to concentrate on acquiring the Scarlet Eyes.
"Any ideas on where to go? This city doesn't seem as big as some of the other places we've been to." Kurapika commented as he drained the remaining contents of his tea.
The smile upon Chrollo's visage only widened, "Oh, I got a few." He watched Kurapika adamantly while he consumed the remainder of his breakfast. The intrigue he saw in the boy's expression only amused him further.
He loved it when Kurapika was contemplative.
"Figures as much. It makes me think you have been to these places, before." The Kurta snorted as he cast the older man a sidelong glance, "When you said you had traveled far and wide I half expected it was just across the Yorbia continent. Didn't think you had managed to come to a place as far as this one."
Chrollo had nearly forgotten how observant his lover really was. It seemed nothing escaped the blond's keen eye.
"How very astute my dear Kurapika, but you aren't wrong in your belief. I have been to many places outside Yorbia. I just never went into full details before on exactly where."
Keeping his expression flat, Kurapika could only let his cynicism surface, "How droll, and here I thought you were going to tell me how wrong I was. Seriously Chrollo, you don't have to keep anything from me. There should be no secrets between us. It's one part of showing trust between ourselves."
It was a response he half expected, but Chrollo was partly surprised by Kurapika's assurance.
"I am not keeping anything from you and don't intend to. We may have just gotten together, but I assure you that there will be no secrets between us. Just remember, there shouldn't be anything you ever feel the need to keep from me, either."
Briefly, he saw Kurapika's mood sour, as if the boy was readying a retort, but had refrained from speaking. Instead, the younger man had resumed eating the remainder of his food.
"Don't worry, I won't. You have my word also." He finally murmured.
"Good." Chrollo finished off his own tea then sat back in the chair he was in, "We should probably get going soon. We need to find a place to stay and make preparations."
Again, the older man was right. They definitely couldn't afford to waste the day. Sighing in concession, Kurapika proceeded to finish the rest of his meal, noticing Chrollo had already done so.
Setting down his napkin, the thought of who was to pay the tab crossed his mind, however, before he could even question, his lover's voice cut him off.
"Don't worry, I got it covered." He interjected, already grabbing his wallet.
Kurapika wasn't surprised, but again, he was sure of exactly how it appeared the older man had an endless supply of funding.
"Probably with stolen money." The blond responded sarcastically.
The boy would never cease to amaze him. Kurapika definitely was a treasure to behold. One whose heart he had successfully stolen, "You know me so well."
Groaning, Kurapika could only roll his eyes at Chrollo's nonchalance. He swore he would never figure the man out.
"Well. It's something that should be expected. I did fall in love with a thief after all."
Capitulating, he shook his head, "I am finished. We can go now."
After placing the appropriate Jenny on the table to cover the bill, Chrollo arose from his seat, "Alright. Let's go find ourselves a hotel."
Without another word, Kurapika followed his lover out of the cafe and back into the streets of Mirie as they slipped into the overflow of people. He quickly fell into step beside Chrollo.
Gently, he slid his fingers along the older man's, twining with them as he kept his eyes ahead, but he felt Chrollo squeeze his hand as a result. The sensation it produced offered a semblance of comfort. It was enough to keep him at ease.
They spent a few hours searching the various hotels scattered around Mirie before stopping at one that was rather luxurious, but sufficient enough the establishment didn't seem too affluent. It was just like Chrollo, the boy thought, to be indulgent and choose places such as these.
Still, he admitted that he had to give the older man credit for at least trying to be provident, even if marginally.
He followed Chrollo through the large, automated doors and into an enormous lobby, the marble flooring glossy and spotless. The sight was nearly overwhelming, and Kurapika almost thought he would have to rescind his previous thought, but he cast the notion aside as he came up beside Chrollo as he had begun chatting to a middle-aged looking man who stood behind the receptionist counter.
"Good evening sir, how can I help you?" The spry man asked Chrollo the moment he approached.
"We would like a room for the night." He responded although he had fallen into that typical charm of his and Kurapika couldn't help but find amusement behind it, even if he suppressed the jealousy which lurked just beneath.
"No problem sir. How many beds?"
"One. King sized preferably." Chrollo responded energetically.
Kurapika smiled. For once, he didn't argue the prospect as he no longer held any reservations in sharing a bed with Chrollo. The thought of a warm body against him while he slept and the idea of waking up with someone beside him only made the idea more appealing.
Maybe in truth, he no longer desired to sleep alone.
To a degree, Chrollo was amazed Kurapika didn't attempt to contest him and demand a room with two beds, but seeing the blond's smile was all the confirmation he needed.
"No problem sir, I will get you and your lovely girlfriend settled right away." The man responded as he tapped away at the computer in front of him, oblivious at the scant reaction from a certain bewildered blond.
Cursing under his breath, Kurapika swore he was going to cut his hair. It had grown out again and being constantly mistaken for a girl had gotten rather loathsome.
He looked up when he heard Chrollo chuckle, but what the older man said next astonished him.
"My companion here is actually a guy and my partner."
A look of embarrassment crawled up the receptionist's features as his cheeks instantly grew red, "My apologies, I did not know." He added quickly and handed over the room cards to Chrollo who took them gratefully.
"Don't worry about it, happens all the time," Kurapika commented a little too curtly but let the situation go soon after. There was no point in allowing a minor discrepancy to alter his mood. Besides, he was more than happy that for once, Chrollo didn't keep up the farce of him being a woman.
Turning away, Kurapika headed towards the elevators, gesturing for his lover to follow.
Once they entered the elevator, it was then Kurapika expelled a breath, letting go of the tension.
"Thank you." He uttered, watching Chrollo from the corner of his eye.
"For what?" The older man responded.
Kurapika turned to look at him completely, "For correcting that man on my proper gender."
Chrollo simply smiled, "I may like to tease you, Kurapika, but I do prefer you as is. Besides, I like to see the reactions from people when they realize you're actually a man, babe."
The comment made Kurapika twitch, but he neglected to react for he didn't want to give his lover the satisfaction. It seemed Chrollo was insistent on using these pet names, which he conceded into using them back, even if it was pleasant.
"You're still an ass, honey." Kurapika countered in mirth.
Hearing the blond commit to using terms of endearment made Chrollo smile again - Kurapika was falling into their relationship quite nicely. It was of no mystery why he loved the younger man as he did
"Yes, I know." He chuckled.
The ding of the elevator announced the arrival to their floor, and once the doors open, he exited.
Shaking his head, Kurapika followed behind the older man as they headed towards their room before coming to a stop in front of a white door with the numbers three-twenty-seven engraved into a golden placard.
Placing the keycard into the slot, Chrollo opened the door and walked inside. Kurapika entered behind him.
The room was rather large with two sections. The one they entered into had a sizeable table and chair with a small loveseat adjacent to it at the far end. Beside that sat an entertainment center with a big TV. Across from that at the opposite end was a small kitchenette which had a coffee maker Kurapika was grateful for.
A small entryway from there led to a modestly sized bathroom with a walk-in shower. However, the room beside that held a plush king size bed with multitudes of pillows and two nightstands on either side. A closet large enough to stow a week's worth of clothes in sat across from it. Kurapika didn't care to comment on the extravagance of the room and proceed to where the bed was and sat on the side, groaning at how tired he was.
"Would you like to shower first, or shall I?" Chrollo asked as he came up beside the blond and proceeded to call forth Skill Hunter, then flipped through its pages until he came upon the desired page. A few seconds later, Fun Fun cloth spawned and Chrollo used it to retrieve their luggage.
Kurapika watched Chrollo for a few moments, and once his suitcase was sitting on the floor before him, the younger man decided to rummage through its contents, "You go ahead, I will take mine afterward."
Retrieving the essentials needed, Chrollo headed towards the bathroom, "Alright." He responded before disappearing into the room, leaving Kurapika alone.
The blond watched his lover disappear into the bathroom, the door shutting behind the older man. Admittedly Kurapika felt nearly a few days worth of grunge on him from their trek through the woods and of their little act soon after that, which Kurapika smiled fondly at the memory of, but didn't mind waiting until Chrollo was finished with his shower. Besides, he was too tired to worry over who went first.
Shortly after Kurapika had retrieved his own essentials and a change of clothes, Chrollo returned, his hair still wet. Rising from the side of the bed, the Kurta began making his way hastily towards the bathroom.
"Your turn." Chrollo vocalized as Kurapika sauntered past him, the blond nearly tripping on himself to get inside the decently sized room.
I'll be a bit," He said then closed the door behind himself, eager to enjoy the feel of clean water over his face and body and finally rid himself of the dirt from his hair.
It had been a few days since he was able to indulge in modern accommodations and to be able to shower was a plus. Kurapika took his time, which turned out to be longer than he remembered Chrollo doing so.
As he partook in the sensation of the water over his skin and the quiet atmosphere, it was one of the few times the Kurta got to be alone. Not that he didn't appreciate the older man's company, quite to the contrary , he readily luxuriated in it. But there were times - even though not often - that Kurapika preferred solitude.
Once he was done, the blond was fairly certain he would be eager to return to Chrollo's company.
The more he thought on it, the time spent in the bathroom was enough. Kurapika grinned in spite of himself.
He finished rinsing his hair, making sure the shampoo was clear of the fine strands then took the time to wash his body, clearing the impurities away before turning off the water and stepping out. Picking up the towel he had set aside, Kurapika set about drying his hair while his thoughts wandered. They soon turned nefarious as he reached his legs, removing what was left of the water.
For a moment he got contemplative, then a devious idea came to mind. In the past, he never would have considered what he was about to do, but now he couldn't help himself.
When Kurapika was satisfied he was thoroughly clean and dry, he exited the bathroom, but this time, he neglected to dress first.
Chrollo hadn't even realized Kurapika returned the bedroom until he felt the bed dip and a rather impertinent blond was next to him. It didn't take long for him to notice Kurapika was nude.
"Well if this isn't a pleasant surprise?" He commented, amazed to see that his lover had overlooked dressing, the younger man slipping beneath the covers seamlessly.
A finger to his lips silenced him, "Don't question it," Kurapika purred as he came up beside Chrollo, the warmth of the older man's body was inviting, "and just accept it."
Closing the gap between them, Kurapika pressed himself up against his lover but instantly stilled when he realized Chrollo was wearing boxers. Grumbling, he tugged at them.
Chrollo raised an eyebrow at the gesture, "What?" Though he was quite sure he knew what Kurapika was inferring to.
"Remove them." The Kurta responded curtly and tugged harshly at the waistband for emphasis.
He didn't question, but stripped it off anyway, knowing Kurapika wasn't one for being patient in scenarios such as this. Thinking back, Chrollo remembered how the blond was towards him in the forest when Kurapika was removing his clothes. The result was no different here.
"Being demanding are we?" Chrollo teased as he cast the offending article aside and felt Kurapika instantly press fully against him.
Wrapping his legs around his lover's own, Kurapika came to fit perfectly alongside him, those slender arms curling around his waist, "Whatever." He murmured and buried his nose into Chrollo's neck, breathing in the older man's scent, "I just wanted to feel you completely against me. The warmth is nice."
Again, Kurapika astonished him. How someone precious and beautiful like the man now in his arms was able to be so ambitious, so aggressive was beyond comprehension, but Chrollo wouldn't have it any differently. He rather liked Kurapika this way.
His lover was indeed, capricious.
"That is something I am not going to argue with. Besides, having you like this is quite pleasurable." Leaning down, he kissed the top of Kurapika's head, "We can discuss our plans in the morning. For now, we should rest."
For a moment, Kurapika lifted his head so he could look at Chrollo. Remaining silent, he gazed longingly into Chrollo's eyes before capturing the man's lips with his own and drawing him into a firm, yet heated kiss, Kurapika wasting no time in deepening it. His tongue found Chrollo's as it wrapped and twined around the other, both appendages soon fighting each other for dominance. The taste of his lover exploded into his mind, and Kurapika groaned, relishing in the feel of it before abruptly pulling away, a thin trail of saliva stretching between their lips in the wake of the severed kiss.
Chrollo was nearly left dazed as a result, but quickly regained his composure and looked down at the audacious Kurta, "You never cease to amaze me, my angel." He whispered, tightening his grip on the blond. The older man was just reminded further of why he fell for Kurapika.
Nuzzling back against his lover's neck Kurapika quietly hummed in response and closed his eyes, the sound of Chrollo's heartbeat lulling him.
"Sleep now," Chrollo uttered, stroking the Kurta's back, and feeling that lithe body lax against him.
As his breathing slowly began to even out, Kurapika let himself succumb to sleep, comforted by his lover's presence and the strength of those arms, "I love you." The words came before he let sleep fully claim him.
"I love you too," Chrollo responded but knew it was too late for Kurapika to hear as the man had already fallen asleep.
Smiling to himself, he too, closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall to the grips of slumber, the sound of Kurapika's own beating heart calling to him.
After Thoughts: I hope everyone enjoyed this installment. Honestly, I've nabbed a few ideas along the way as I slowly continue to develop and expand on Chrollo and Kurapika's personalities. I personally enjoy seeing Kurapika become more assertive, and more demanding as he continues to find the strength in his own abilities, realizing that he is still strong as he continues to be given the reason to carry on and stay alive.
The chemistry and flow between Chrollo and Kurapika is becoming more synchronized as they continue to stay around each other and as their feelings for one another grow. It's only going to keep enhancing from here.
Also it may seem hasty or surprising that Kurapika has agreed to join the Genei Ryodan, but trust me, there are several reasons for this and the fact is, as Kurapika continues to slowly adapt to Chrollo's way of life, his own mentality towards those he once hated will only change as a result. It's a necessity, which Kurapika will learn later on for the decisions he has made.
However, new events are on the horizon so, expect exciting things in the upcoming chapters.