JUNJOU EGOIST
III
CHRISTMAS MORNING
They say Christmas is the time for hope and love. But Kamijou Hiroki had hoped and loved the same man for decades, with nothing but pain and suffering as an answer. So when the time came around, to hold his breath and brave himself for the worst, he was far more scared than any other. His rational mind was berserk, crying to run away, his soul showered in doubts, facts, possibilities, the law and… and dreams. Dreams he couldn't help having, dreams that lifted his broken and tattered heart, dreams that came with the long lost hope, radiating from the place where their skin met in a tight hold.
"Bringing Nowaki shouldn't be a problem" Hiroki had repeated in his mind throughout the whole trek back home and even in the physical point of speaking, it had been. The wolf pet had followed him back without a fight, through the park, walking down the empty streets, up, down, turning right and left. How much had he walked to find him? It was almost a bold confession, a love confession. Hiroki had pleaded like never before for Nowaki to not notice the 43 minutes they had being walking, he had seriously consider taking the train but he didn't want to let go of the wolf's paw, so he had furrowed his brows and continued on, making sure his wallet was not noticeable on his pant's pocket. It was really tough for his heart to bring Nowaki with him, to admit defeat and let himself be hopeful and in love.
"I'm... home" Hiroki had mumbled turning his doorknob and opening the door "I forgot to lock the door behind me…" his cheeks had warmed up, too embarrassed to look behind he had walked in and taken off his shoes. Nowaki had walked in behind him, his voice as gentle as always "Excuse the intrusion", so close Hiroki had felt his hot breath in his ear. "From today onward this will be your home so, you can start bringing your stuff here..." He had heard Nowaki fumbling with his shoes and letting go of his paw he had kept on walking. Turning to the dark hall he had pointed at the bedroom in front of his, the room he used for book storage "we'll clean up that room and it'll become yours, you might have to share it with a few bookshelves though..." then he had mumbled taking off his scarf and coat, entering further in the apartment, when a hand had stopped him.
Pulled by the warm hand Hiroki had turned and stared at Nowaki's deep blue eyes, they shone with so much love he hadn't been able to keep the sight and lowered his eyes to stare at the wooden floor. Nowaki hadn't stopped though, taking his other hand between his paws, "I..." Nowaki's voice, had been as tense as a bow's string, he saw it in his tail, listless between his legs, "Hiro-san, I'm really sorry for what I said about substituting Usami-san, telling me to leave you was a wake-up call." Nowaki had pressed his hands tightening their hold, and Hiroki had felt his eyes watering, wanting to lift his head but he hadn't had enough courage to do so. "I don't want to give up on you but you… you came looking for me, right?"
At hearing that Hiroki had lifted his eyes to face him, gasping when he found himself trap under Nowaki's fierce embrace, "I was so happy when you came, I'll repeat myself." Nowaki inhaling deep and long had voiced the sweetest words Hiroki had ever heard, "I love you" so flustered he had become he was sure there was a short column of smoke coming out of his head. "You're way too straight forward" he had mumbled in response.
"Do you dislike it?" he hadn't need to turn around to know Nowaki's tail was moving in restless swifts, his long furry ears flat in dismay, a soft whine lurking inside the wolf's chest... "No, it's just that I'm not use to it…" Hiroki had responded quickly, crashing a small part of his pride to respond honestly, before the wolf could have turned back and leave again.
"Then, I'll make you get use to it" he had heard Nowaki purr against his ear, feeling hot air tingling his sensitive skin. Now Nowaki was surrounding him with his long limbs, his hands moving to caress under Hiroki's shirt, spreading their warmth like flames through his fingertips. "I loved Akihiko…" finding a small bud Nowaki circled and twitched it, pulling softly when he felt Hiroki's knees buckle, a moan escaping his thin lips. "but now…"
"It's your entire fault." Turning to his left Hiroki closed his eyes and kissed the wolf slowly, short butterfly kisses followed one after the other. Over and over again Nowaki pressed his lips and hands against him, like a declaration of love was hidden in every touch and caress. "Your hands are just too warm." Undoing the buttons of Hiroki's shirt he exposed more skin to his ministrations, his hands lowering down in a slow rhythm. Hiroki's knees buckled again, but this time Nowaki did not hold him up, instead, helping him lay down with his back to the sofa, continuing on with his exploration.
"Nowaki!" gasped Hiroki bucking his hips unwittingly, feeling Nowaki's hot mouth covering his pink nubs, lips pressing, teeth nibbling and pulling, while his large paws followed his chest and waist contour, tracing every line and gentle bump earning another set of gasps and moans when they lightly groped and parted his ass. "Nowaki that... Nowaki" he tried to speak but was not able to. Not hearing his new masters voice Nowaki unbuckled the belt and lowered down the wool trousers, moving his kisses even lower he licked and nipped Hiroki's thighs, earning louder moans and stronger tremors. "Nowaki... Nowaki!" the name called like a plea roared in both minds, increasing Nowaki's passion and Hiroki's fear, he couldn't believe his own body's reaction, his mind so numb and his heart swelling with every word the canine said. "I love you, I love you" Nowaki murmured before taking Hiroki's manhood with one hand, the shock of Nowaki's hot cavern making Hiroki cry and buck high against him.
And slowly he adored him, licking and sucking till he couldn't hear any coherent words from his master. "You're so cute" Nowaki groaned, his voice reverberating against the hardened sex. "Ahhh..." Hiroki threw his head crying, feeling a wave of electricity. At some point Nowaki prepared him, using one hand to caress and prod his opening, stopping for a second to collect some pre-cum and saliva to moisten and stretch the tight ring of muscles in a scissoring motion. Hiroki's hips trembled, he tried to bit his lips close, trying to diminish his embarrassment. But his mind wouldn't obey, returning every time to Nowaki's blazing heat, his deft fingers brushing against a tight bundle of nerves. "Ahhh, I ca... Ahhhg.." his cheeks reddened even more when at feeling Nowaki's finger pulling out he whimpered in dismay, and more over when he couldn't stop the desire and lust from his voice, "Nowaki please..."
"Hiro-san" Nowaki called back, settling himself on top of Hiroki completely, positioning himself and pressing against Hiroki's stretched opening. "I love you Hiro-san." Hiroki gasped and closed his eyes in pain, the sensation of being filled distracting him from the embarrassing declarations of love. He breathed in and out trying to relax and let his body get use to the invasion, it had being so long since he did anything, biting his lower lip again Hiroki closed his eyes tightly. "Ummm..."
Noticing this Nowaki smiled and bent slowly to kiss him, long and deep, lapping with his tongue and sucking the broken skin. Hands roaming from his chest to his navel, teasing him. "I love you, I love you" he chanted rubbing one hand over Hiroki's weeping length.
"Don't... something so embarrassing..." scolded Hiroki with no success, his voice laced with moans and short whimpers of pleasure, his climax returning to its peak by now. Smiling Nowaki thrusted, starting with a gentle and circling movement against Hiroki's prostate, that proved perfect for rendering Hiroki a crying mess. The love making so slow, as if Nowaki was tending to every part of his beloved's body, lips, eyes, cheeks, ears, neck, shoulders, collarbones, the tight cavern of his entrance... everything. When sis thrusting increased in tempo and strength Hiroki lost himself and orgasmed, in long waves, as if with every thrust he was trying to erase painful memories, creating new stronger ones.
"Nowaki I can't... please..." pleaded in a hoarse cry when the bliss was ebbing, not able to stand it anymore. In response, Nowaki embraced him harder against his chest, pressing his body down to meet his faster thrusts. Like a typhoon an instinct moved Hiroki to open his mouth and bite Nowaki's neck, piercing the skin between it and his shoulder, bringing both to higher levels of pleasure, blinding their mind with the only though of their union, like something was clicking, connecting them in a bond.
-0-
"..." Hiroki wrinkled his nose and opened his eyes slowly, "whaaat..." hearing his voice cracking and hoarse, almost like a whisper, Hiroki's brows twitched. Rotating his shoulders back and twisting his hip he checked the status of his body, closing his eyes he winced and sighed, "Stupid dog getting carried away..." he thought but taking his hands to his chest he felt a soft fabric, Nowaki had not only cleaned him but dressed him up. How had he managed to bath him while unconscious was something he couldn't imagine but he was grateful for it, specially because unconscious he felt no embarrassment over needing help or why he was in such a dire need of it. "He should know when to stop..." started cursing Hiroki, when a faint sound broke through his rumbling. Blinking he turned at the window and then to his door, there was nothing. Slowly he sat down on his bed and waited, "..." and for a few seconds there was no sound, only the natural music of the night in time with his dinning room wall-clock marking the seconds and minutes. But after those few seconds there was again a breeze, like a sight followed by a tapping sound at his door.
Moving the covers away and standing up Hiroki walked towards his door and opened it, he looked at his right and left but found the hall empty, he was about to step outside when soft fur tapped against his feet. "..." a sight again and Hiroki looked down, founding the giant wolf sleeping by his door frame, tucked in a tight ball, his tail covering his face, moving from time to time as he dreamed.
At this, a mixture of anger and sadness came over him, he was about to kick him awake when a memory flashed in his eyes. The first time of they encounter, he had kicked him out of his bed, would he do it again? Lowering his foot Hiroki bit his lower lip and looked around, "A blanket should be enough" but thinking it over he crouched down. "Nowaki... wake up Nowaki" he called but it didn't work, feeling irritated he moved his hand to shake him by his shoulder, "Nowa..." stopping when he saw light silver marks, barely covered by the wolfs t-shirt. "Scars" taken aback he stared down at them, he hadn't seen them before, following the pattern he new that if he pulled the shirt off there would be more of them, thinly marking his pet's body. "How many?" he dared ask in his mind, feeling a tight knot in his throat and a churning sensation in the pit of his stomach. Slowly, his hand moved till the tip of his fingers touched the skin of his wolf's neck.
In a matter of seconds Nowaki opened his eyes and grabbing Hiroki's wrist he shoved him back. Hiroki was breathless, struck by Nowaki's rage, his eyes, dark thin strings of death, a deep growl starting to rumble from his chest.
"Nowaki" he croaked, "Nowaki wake up" he called and it took only seconds for Nowaki to change, his irises enlarging to their normal pool of ocean blue, a warm smile in his lips. "Hiro-san... Ah, I mean, Kamijou-san, what are you doing awake and out of bed?" he asked his hand gently holding Hiroki's hand.
Quickly noticing it was his expression the reason why Nowaki had changed the honorifics, Hiroki shook his head and tried hard to look like smiling. "Hiro-san is fine, Nowaki," Nowaki smiled even brighter, making him blush "Now, say it now!" a voice in his mind prompted, "Nowaki would you... I thought... maybe... I was needing... I was... cold?" he mumbled trying to find a good excuse, but ending up feeling miserably pathetic. "Stupid, you're so stupid" still, he took hold of Nowaki's big paw, to mark the meaning of his words. Looking at him only once more before returning quickly to stare at the floor, blushing redder. "Nowaki I'm cold"
At first Nowaki felt confused, trying to read Hiroki's expression in the dark, he felt him tremble and he worried, was he scared of him now? Hiroki's voice was trembling as well, but then he smelled it, numbing his mind and speeding up his heart; his master's strong essence, a full blow of information mixed with Hiroki's sweet smell. "Yes!" was Nowaki's quick response, and standing up he helped his master stand up as well and guide him towards the bed. Not able to say anything Hiroki just climbed and positioned himself close to the edge of it. But contrary to what he was expecting, when Nowaki climbed as well he positioned himself at his feet, in a tight ball. "Nowaki what are you doing?" he growled feeling irritated at having to explain himself, it had being already so embarrassing to invite him to sleep in the same bed, now he had to point out the place? Nowaki oblivious looked back at him confused, when he didn't say anything Nowaki replayed Hiroki's behavior, again, understanding he smiled and blushed lightly, happier than ever. "Excuse me then," he whispered moving and laying softly besides his shy owner. "Would you like me to wake you up?"
"No, it's not necessary" growled Hiroki feeling hot and extremely irritated with himself.
"Please let me, I want to be of help to you" purred Nowaki and Hiroki trembled at the feeling of hot air against his neck. "I said it's not...!" but turning around their eyes met and his voice was cut short with a gasp. Staring he blushed and thought of turning back to face his door but Nowaki's eyes pulled such control he could not even blink. One second, two seconds, Nowaki moved closer, his warm breath tickling Hiroki's mouth, he opened them to snap at him but again the words never came out, with no reason to move or close, said lips gaped until Nowaki moved yet closer again and seared them with a sweet, gentle kiss.
"Merry Christmas Hiro-san" Nowaki whispered and Hiroki felt boiling hot, his mind raging at how this young bastard dog had the audacity to not only kiss him but treat him like a young maiden. Quickly turning Hiroki fumed himself back to sleep, enjoying the feeling of Nowaki's tail tapping every now and then against his thigh.
Author's note: From 11 pages to 4 pages…. that's editing for you. But I think is more comprehensive this way and this set of 3 are more about the Terrorist couple. I hope you like this version more. Read and review if you like it.