Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone well im kinda upset that no one has reviewed since the last chapter...

how come you all arent reviewing? dont you like this story any more?

well on the other side of news Co-Author Jen and i have officially finished this story and are about to start on the sequal to Misplaced Trust

currectly this is our longest story spanning more than 40 chapters and i havent put in all of what we have written

anyway i will be finishing posting this before i start posting our new story because otherwise my brain will explode!

Love ya!!!

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Junko works on getting Hoshi as hot as he can without being too obvious to anyone glancing into the car. Hoshi breathes heavily as he pulls up in front of a club and street clothing shop. Junko is distracted enough not to notice as he runs his fingers over Hoshi's body. Hoshi growls.

"Careful or we will make this car rather sticky." Junko licks his lips as he leans forward to whisper against Hoshi's ear.

"Not if you come in my mouth." He can't believe his own daring, but he's been in a state of need ever since this morning's activities.

Hoshi groans as he shakes his head.

"Come on." he had to control himself otherwise he wouldnt let Junko have his own way with him.

Junko nodded and got out of the car. He was very happy with the way things were going. If he kept this up, Hoshi would be so hot, he wouldn't have time to be nervous when the time came for Junko to take him. Hoshi leads him into the store as he then begins to pick up a bunch of tops and baggy jeans and a few club clothes for Junko before piling them in a dressing room.

"Go ahead try them on." Junko takes the clothing, hanging them over a hook on the door.

Slowly, he pulls his shirt over his head, his newly shorn hair flipping easily back into position. He turns, his shoulder brushing against Hoshi's chest as he does, and unbuttons his slacks. Hoshi purrs and watches him. God he couldnt take much more of this. Junko bends down to pull his slacks off, his silk-clad bottom rubbing over Hoshi's lap as he does.

"This changing room is tiny." He says quietly as he stands back up, giving Hoshi a seductive look over his shoulder.

Hoshi pulls Junko close as he kisses him hard. His hand slides down the front of his boxers to gently pet Junko's cock. Junko releases a low sound of need as he presses against Hoshi.

"What are you doing?" Hoshi strokes him as he bites his neck gently.

"You have been tormenting me and i can only take so much." Junko abruptly turns, pinning Hoshi to the wall and putting their faces mere milimeters apart.

"What are you going to do, mm? Fuck me in a dressing room?" he asks, though he doesn't sound the least turned off by the idea.

Hoshi growls and pins him to the opposing wall.

"I was thinking that exact thing." Junko leans forward, flicking his tongue over Hoshi's ear.

"Then why are you still dressed?" Hoshi smirked and pulled Junko's boxers off.

He pulled his own cock out before lifting Junko up. He quickly buried himself deep inside Junko. He growls into Junko's throat as he starts to pound into his angel. Junko fights the sounds in his throat, whimpering into Hoshi's throat as he sucks on the skin there. He holds his lover close, arching against him to give better access. Hoshi continues to pound him into the wall. He bites down on Junko's throat like a vampire. Junko's eyes widen in surprise. Is that supposed to feel that good? He can't hold back a moan as his hips begin to thrust of their own accord, Junko's mind quickly succumbing to the pleasure only Hoshi can give him. Hoshi continues to pound as one of his hands grab Junko's ass while the other takes his cock into his hand. He strokes his little lover in time with his thrusts.

"Oh, god, Hoshi....Ho...ah!" Junko can no longer hold back, his cock throbbing in Hoshi's hand and his sweet spot being pummelled by that filling hardness.

Hoshi moans with him still moving faster. The cold wall now turns warm. Junko's blood races as his orgasm rips through him. He cries out, perhaps louder than is wise considering where they are, and coats Hoshi's hand in his release. Hoshi growls as he buries himself deep inside him. Soon he empties himself completely into Junko. God he loved being with his lover. Junko drops his head onto Hoshi's shoulder with a contented sigh, wrapping his arms around the taller man's shoulders.

"How much do you want to bet there's a scandalized store owner outside wishing she had security cameras in these rooms?" Hoshi chuckles.

"I am so not taking that bet." He slowly fixes them up taking some undo touches along the way.

"Come on we are taking these clothes and going to get some food." Junko grins.

"But I didn't even try them on..."

"You can try them on when we get back to my place." Hoshi grabs the clothes before pulling Junko out of the room. "Come on you little minx." Junko goes with a smile, feeling much more confident with his new look and even going so far as to wink at the store clerk- a girl who looked like she was about to pass out in lust for the two of them.

Hoshi chuckles and leads him out grabbing his ass along the way.

"I am rubbing off on you." Junko chuckles.

"Only in the best of ways." He says, slipping Hoshi's arm over his shoulders.

Hoshi pulls him towards the Beamer and climbs in with the clothes. Junko buckles up and runs a hand through his silky short hair.

"Where to next?" Hoshi grins and drives to a small resturant that was high end.

"Here to eat. Climb into the back and change into one of the outfits." Junko blinks.

"Change? In the car?" He sounds somewhere between amused and horrified.

"Go ahead no ones going to see you. Unless you want me to change you myself." Hoshi's eye had a gleam to it.

Junko bites his lip, but he's grinning as he climbs into the back and strips, keeping a careful eye out for other people.

"Maybe tonight." Hoshi grins and watches him licking his lips.

God this angel had turned him on like a light. Junko smiled shyly as he pulled on the new pants, zipping them up quickly. For some reason, dressing seemed much more intimate than undressing... Hoshi smiles as he continues to watch him.

"I love your body... but your personality is what i love more." Junko's smile brightens as he pulls the shirt over his head and slips back into the front seat.

"How's my hair?" Hoshi chuckles and flips the pink strands a bit.

"Perfect." Junko kisses Hoshi softly, his eyes slipping shut.

"Thank you." he murmurs against his lover's lips.

Hoshi kisses him back sweetly before pulling back.

"Come on food a waits." Junko nods, getting out of the car.

His hand goes to his neck and he pulls a bit at the loose collar of the new shirt.

"I'm used to high collars. Maybe I should get a necklace or something..."

"I think that can be arranged." Hoshi leads Junko into the resturant.

The host nods to Hoshi before leading them into the resturant. Hoshi looked around before his entire body tensed up. His hand gripped Junko's tightly. Junko straightened up, lacing his fingers with Hoshi's as he shoots him a questioning glance. Hoshi turns away and continues to walk with him. His tenseness never going away.

Junko doesn't question Hoshi just yet, sensing his need to get away from whatever brought on his reaction. He allows Hoshi to lead him, acting naturally as he can and squeezing Hoshi's hand for comfort. The host leads them to a table in the back of the resturant. Hoshi pulls Junko's chair out for him.

Junko hides his surprise in a smile as he seats himself. Hoshi sits down. He opens up a menu and begins to look at it. Junko opens his own menu, amused to find it has no prices on it. Well, he thinks, this must be a high-end place if the 'women's' menu has no prices. He looks over to Hoshi and raises his eyebrow.

"How much do you know about wine?" Hoshi blinks.

"Not much of a wine drinker." Junko shrugs.

His mother had tought him much when he was younger, and wine was one of the things that had stuck in his mind. He'd a good mind to try the Eiswein, but he knew how expensive it was... Hoshi looks at him.

"Order what you like." Hoshi continues to scan the menu.

Junko bites his lip.

"Er. Just how much is the Eiswein here? Do they have any?" Hoshi signals the waiter.

"Do you serve Eiswein here?" the waiter smiled brightly.

"Yes we do sir. I shall fetch you one forth with. Now what else may i provide you?" Hoshi looks at him oddly.

"My usual appetizers please." The waiter nods and walks off.

Junko smiled brightly.

"You know you likely just spent at least a hundred dollars on a glass of wine, right?" Hoshi shrugs and smiles.

"It's something you want." Junko's smile turns into something warm and he reaches across the table to take Hoshi's hand in his.

"You've been so...Just. Thank you." Hoshi smiles and holds his hand tight.

"It's something i like doing. Spoiling the ones i care for." His eyes slightly turn away as his hand tightens its hold.

Junko bites his lip, but doesn't look.

"What is it?" Hoshi growls slightly.

"It's nothing." Junko pulls Hoshi's hand to his lips, where he kisses each knuckle softly.

"You'll have to tell me eventually." He says matter-of-factly.

Hoshi sighs heavily.

"My father is here... he's sitting in one of the VIP tables." Junko tilts his head to the side in confusion.

"Does he not know you're...er." He waves his hand between the two of them. "Into guys?" Hoshi snorts.

"He hasnt seen me since i was a baby. You see... my mother was his mistress. He is still married but he has my mother on the side. So he doesnt give two shits about me or my brother, who is also his son. The only time he wants anything from me is when i was famous." Junko sneers.

"Then why do you care that he's here? If he comes over I'll rip him a new one." Junko's voice is low and menacing and it's obvious that he means it.

Hoshi looks at him gripping his hand.

"My father isnt someone to mess with. He's a billionare CEO of Remington's Outlits." Junko's protective instincts kick in full force and he grits his teeth.

"I don't care." He realizes he's being irrational, but with Hoshi, he can't seem to help it.

Hoshi kisses the back of his hand.

"Your sexy when your fired up." The waiter comes back with three plates of breadsticks, oysters on the half shell and a plate of fried calamari.

After that he sets down a standing bowl with ice in it. Inside was the bottle of wine. He set two wine glasses down.

"Shall i pop it open now?" Hoshi nodded.

Junko felt a giddy thrill run through him. He couldn't believe he was here on a real dinner date. And with someone so..so..Hoshi. Junko laughed brightly at the thought and ran the fingers of his free hand over Hoshi's cheekbone.

"This is...it's great, Hoshi. I'm...having so much fun." Hoshi chuckles and smiles as the waiter pops the top on the wine and pours two glasses.

He replaces the bottle into the ice before bowing and walking off. Hoshi takes on of the oysters and holds it to Junko. Junko looks at it dubiously.

"I've never...um. Are they good?" Hoshi nods.

"Simply open your mouth and let it slide in. You can chew it." Junko does as he's told, opening his mouth to let Hoshi slip the shellfish in.

Once his lips close around it, he chews thoughtfully for a moment before smiling.

"It's good. Might be better with something extra." Hoshi chuckles and takes one for himself.

He grinned.

"Your so cheeky." He takes one of the calamari and dips it in a sause.

Junko watches, wrinkling his nose.

"I tried Calamari when I was younger, but I didn't like it."

"Try it again you may like it now." Hoshi pops it into his mouth.

Junko looks doubtful, but picks up a very small bit. He examines it carefully before popping it into his mouth, his face already screwed up before he tastes it. Once the taste hits his tongue, his eyes open wide.

"Oh, wow." He says quietly after swallowing. "Much better than the shellfish." Hoshi smiles and breaks one of the bread sticks in half.

"I knew you would like it." Junko grins as he takes another piece.

"You know too much about me I don't even know." Hoshi smiles then takes his wine.

"A Toast. To Junko the one man to get this hermit out of his shell." Junko smiles and raises his own glass.

"And to Hoshi, who pulled the curious from his closet." Hoshi chuckled then sipped the wine.

"Hm... this isnt half bad." Junko nods as he swallows a small sip, savoring the flavour.

"It's made from grapes left on the vine in the winter time." Hoshi smiles and sets the glass down as he continues to eat the appetizers.

Junko decides to save room in his stomach for dinner. He doesn't eat much, usually, and doesn't want to get full too early. The waiter walks over.

"So what may i get you for your main course?" Hoshi looks at him.

"I'll take the t-bone steak with mashed potatos and the vegatables." Junko smiles at the waiter, who looks mildly surprised when Junko speaks.

"I'll have the Chicken Marsala with a ceasar side, if you would." The waiter nods and walks off without another word.

Hoshi looks at Junko as he grins.

"Your so cute." Junko looks surprised.

"Am I? Why?"

"Some how you just are." Hoshi grins as he downs another oyster.

"Did you know oysters are a natural pleasure food."

"I'd...heard. I don't know if I believe it or not." came the reply as Junko took one from the plate, eating it with a wicked grin.

Hoshi grins and takes Junko's hand and kisses the back of it. Junko can't hold back a bright smile.

"You shouldn't spoil me like this. I might get used to it." Hoshi grins.

"I would hope so." Junko grins back.

"You smile at me any more I might be tempted to give you something to smile about. Regardless of the place." Hoshi smirks and holds his hand.

"You have to wait for that angel." Junko mock-pouts.

"What if I don't want to?" Hoshi grins.

"Do you really want to know?" Junko looks as though he's thinking about it before smiling.

"I can hold out if you can." he says with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Hoshi grins and winks.

"You just have to wait my pet." The waiter walks over with their food.

Junko smiles at the waiter as he casually slips his shoes off- out of sight under the table cloth. As the man walks away, Junko eyes his food hungrily and slips his foot up Hoshi's calf under the table.

"You sure you can handle it?" Hoshi gasps as his legs were a sensitive.

"Yes... i can." Hoshi cuts into his t-bone as his feet move under Junko's to prop them up.

Junko begins eating, trying to look innocent as he did his best to distract Hoshi from his meal. Every once in a while he would flash an evil grin to his lover, but he said nothing. Hoshi growls slightly as he continues to eat. Junko's eating takes on a new level as he takes a bite of his food, licking the sauce carefully from his fork. His pink tongue darting out to flick over the silvery flatware as his foot climbs higher, tickling Hoshi's thigh. Hoshi watches with his jaw hanging open.

"Parden me for a moment." Hoshi gets up and walks towards the bathroom.

Junko looks flummoxed as he watches Hoshi leave. He frowns, suddenly unsure of himself, and looks down at his plate. Footsteps are heard behind him.

"So what brings such a fine speciman to La Canostra?" Junko jumps, dropping his fork, and looks up.

"Er. I...sorry, what?" A man standing there about Hoshi's hieght with snow white hair that was pulled into a small ponytail.

His tan skin was the same shade as Hoshi and Jacklon's making him a dead ringer for their father. His aura was that of mass expense. In his hand was a cane with a naked woman as the handle. He wore a white suit with a blue ascot. His fur lined coat was drapped over his shoulders. His pieceing blue eyes seemed to encase Junko. Junko can't help but admire the man's good looks and taste as he gapes at him.

"I...beg your pardon? Specimen?" The man looks at him with a familiar smirk.

"Yes your... physic is quite perfect. I am Maximous Remington CEO of Remington Outlits." He bows to Junko before lifting his eyes back to him.

"My phisique." Junko repeats dumbly. "Yes, well, thank you." All of a sudden, who the man is seems to catch up with him and he frowns. "As you can likely see, I am in the middle of something. Goodnight." He turns away without another word.

Maximous grins.

"Having dinner with my son? How... unfortunate for you."

"Unfortunate is not the word I would have used. I feel quite fortunate, thank you." Junko says without looking at the man, seething.

Maximous glares at the boy.

"Excuse me." The man turns and grins.

"Ah Hoshi... it's been a long time." Hoshi crosses his arms glaring at the man.

"21 years since you saw me and 3 years since you last spoke to me." Junko slips into his shoes and grits his teeth.

He wouldn't stand between Hoshi and his father like an overprotective teenager, but damn did he want to. Maximous glares at his son.

"Meerly giving you your space." Hoshi glares.

"Really... then why dont you take your own advice and give me my space." Hoshi's glare was just shy of a death glare.

Junko looks completely at a loss as to what to do, glancing nervously from Hoshi to his father and back again. Maximous glares at Hoshi before turning back to Junko.

"As i said it's unfortunate that you are out with my loser of a son." Hoshi growls dangerously as Maximous turns and walks right past his son and out the door.

Hoshi's angry could be felt all over Junko. His hand was turning into a fist about ready to strike. Junko speaks softly, gently touching the back of Hoshi's hand.

"Hoshi?" Hoshi turns fast as if about to strike but stops quickly.

His anger instantly dispelling before he takes Junko's hands his own shaking badly. Junko rises and, ignoring everyone else in the restaurant, presses a soft kiss to Hoshi's lips, pulling him close.

"Would you like to go?" he asks softly, his lips never leaving Hoshi's.

Hoshi breathes deeply before nodding slowly. He grabs the waiter by the collar as he walks by. He hands him a platinum card before taking his seat for a moment. He runs his hand through his hair trying to get his equalibrium down. Junko nods to himself. He hates what's happened, but it has worked out in his advantage. With Hoshi so thrown off, he needs Junko to take control for a while. It will, he hopes, make things easier for Hoshi tonight. He holds out his hand.

"Give me the keys." Hoshi looks up at him as he drops his head sighing heavily.

He had never felt more defeated in his life. He never let anyone have control of his life but now... his sweet angel was in charge. He fished into his pocket and handed the keys of the Beamer over to its rightful owner. The waiter walked over and handed Hoshi his card. Junko took Hoshi's hand and led him to the car, opening the passenger side door for him.

"Your house?" Hoshi nods as he slides in.

Buckling in he felt very alien to the passanger side of the car. Junko smiles reassuringly as he closes the door, taking the driver's side and driving the smooth vehicle with an eye to Hoshi's comfort.

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