Savior

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone for reading and reviewing! Things are really starting to get interesting for these two. ^^



Kenta

This was not even fucking funny. I’d finally managed to get out of the bed after Ryuu had literally tried everything from holding me down to pouting. It wasn’t going to work right now. I wasn’t about to let him ruin his career over something as fucking stupid as me. I was glad I’d thought to take a shower before I woke him up or I’d never have been able to get ready.

He was still pouting when I finished making breakfast. Curled up on the couch in front of the giant flat screen, he wouldn’t look at me. The news was on and I was getting sick of hearing the comments about the two of us. There was all kinds of speculation as to what was actually going on in the pictures. One woman saying that it looked like Ryuu was forcing himself on me. I almost snorted at that, as if he could. Sighing, I set the tray on the coffee table and grabbing the remote turned the TV off.

“Ryuu , we need to talk about this.”

He looked up at me and after a moment leaned forward and jerked the remote out of my hand. “I know how to handle this Kenta. I already talked to Nakamara. I was supposed to do a radio show tomorrow anyway, so we are just going to keep that scheduled. Honestly you are making too big a deal of it."

I stepped back pointing at the screen. “How fucking long do you think it will take before they find out who I am?”

“You are my bodyguard Kenta, everyone knows that.” The scornful look he tossed my way sent a chill through me, a cold weight settling in my gut. I’d seen that look so often in my life I’d thought I was immune to it, but apparently not from Ryuu. “It’s not that hard to find out who you are. Stop freaking out on me.”

“So fucking sorry if I don’t fucking like having my fucking picture all over the fucking news.”

“Kenta.” I was surprised at the sharp tone, his eyes more like granite than the soft grey I was used too. “Shut up.”

I blinked at him. Why didn’t he get how big a deal this was? I didn’t want to be the one responsible for ruining his career. I also really did not like having pictures of me making out with him being shown on the fucking news. Without saying anything else I turned on my heel, walking back into the kitchen to start cleaning it. I needed something to do with my hands, something to distract me from this whole fucking situation. Fuck him once and now he thinks he can just fucking act like . . . shit . . . he is my boss. Shit. Now I was mad at myself. What the fuck was I doing?

Throwing the pan into the sink I stared down at the soapy water. My brain was stuck on last night. I didn’t want it to be a onetime thing. I’d never thought sex could be that . . . satisfying. There had never been any meaning behind it before. Never been anything other than a quick fuck on both sides just for something to do. Both times come to think of it. I’d just done it because it seemed like what I was supposed to do. Neither girl had wanted anything to do with me once I got out of juvie though. Then again juvie had went and totally fucked with my head. Juvie didn’t count. Nothing that happened in juvie counted. Then joining the yakuza and working nights meant meeting girls got a lot fucking harder and if I was honest with myself I never fucking cared. Reiko was the only girl I’d ever met that I honestly liked.

I knew that meeting Ryuu was the best thing fucking thing that had ever happened to me. Even if it had never gone any further than him being my boss, this job had probably saved my life. Sighing, I slowly started cleaning the pan. Last night had been so good so why was it all going to shit now? I didn’t want to fight with him about this. It felt totally different than any other fights we’d been in and I didn’t like this odd feeling it gave me. This slightly lost, unsure feeling was not something I was used to. I should be used to him being pissed at me, so why did it hurt that he was being like this. It shouldn’t fucking hurt.

Taking a deep breath I realized it was me. I was the one pressing the issue. He wasn’t concerned in the least and I was freaking out. Hanging my head I gripped the counter. This relationship stuff was fucking hard. I wasn’t used to having anyone else to worry about, not like this. I jumped, startled as arms wrapped around my waist pulling me back flush against him. A chin rested on my shoulder.

“I’m sorry. You just don’t understand, Kenta. I’ve grown up being constantly watched and talked about. I can’t even go shopping without something being mentioned in the tabloids.” He paused and there was a soft sigh, his breath hot on my ear. “I didn’t mean to dismiss your feelings about it, though.”

Ryuu

He slowly relaxed his knuckles no longer white as he gripped the countertop. I hadn’t thought about how this would affect him and it was unfair of me to expect him to just understand. He was used to being completely in the shadows and to suddenly be thrust into the limelight would no doubt be overwhelming for him. He was such a private person anyway. Hell, I didn’t even know where he lived and as far as I knew no one did.

He leaned back against me for a moment and I thought he was going to let me just hold him, but then he was turning away, grabbing up a towel. “Go get ready Ryuu. You’ve got shit to take care of.”

I sighed and let my arms drop to my sides. “Alright. Thank you for breakfast.”

I got a grunt in response. Narrowing my eyes I grabbed his wrist and started for the bedroom. He tried to yank away, but I just gripped him harder. He needed to relax and quit being so stressed out. He was not my bodyguard right now, he was my lover and I needed to remind him of that.

“Ryuu! What the fuck!”

“Make-up sex.”

“What?” He sounded almost panicked and I giggled. Now that was cute.

“We just had our first fight and now we are going to have make-up sex.”

“Ryuu! We don’t have time for that! Besides, that wasn’t the first time . . .”

I turned to him backing him up against the wall as we stood in the hallway. The dark eyes were wide as he looked at me. It wasn’t that often that I could catch him off guard like this. “It’s the first time since we became a couple. You are upset and I want to make you feel better.”

“Ain’t upset.” His eyes slid away from me as he said it. I took his face and turned his head so he had to look at me.

“Liar.” I kissed him feeling a slight tremble run through his body. Letting go of his head, I slid my fingers up under his shirt, never giving him a moment to protest. No matter how hard he tried I’d learned to see past the gruff exterior and I wasn’t about to let him get away with trying to shove me back out, not after last night. Never again would I be on the other side of that wall, even if I had to break it down.

By the time I had him back on the bed he was returning my kisses, though his eyes were still unsure. Even after last night he still seemed hesitant, but I didn’t mind taking charge. Getting his shirt off, I started kissing down his neck to his chest. He was so beautifully defined, the muscles taunt under the smooth skin. He twitched, jerking as I sucked on a nipple my teeth lightly grazing it. I loved how sensitive he was and the way he would make those low breathy sounds that were more erotic than a simple moan. Trailing my lips down the flat stomach, I quickly undid his pants getting a softly murmured protest.

Yanking the jeans down, I smirked up at him. He was already hard, his erection straining the fabric of his boxers. He’d raised his head off the bed so he could watch me, his eyes almost hidden behind the dark lashes. Pulling the boxers out of the way I immediately took him into my mouth, my hand wrapping around the shaft. The slightly spicy taste of him combined with the soft masculine smell was intoxicating and I wasn’t sure I could control myself. It was odd that I’d never felt this level of attraction before. This dizzying need to do whatever I could to get him screaming, to pleasure him in every way possible. Thinking about the dark look in his eyes as he’d yelled at me, knowing how upset he’d been seemed to heighten the searing desire to see that same level of arousal only in pleasure instead of anger.

Sucking, I swirled my tongue around the head and had to grab his hips to keep him from bucking. He was cussing up a storm his hands grasping at the sheets. Suddenly his fingers were in my hair and he was pulling my head back. I didn’t let up the suction even as he tried to pull me off.

“Ryuu . . . oh fuck stop Ryuu!”

I allowed him to move me back already missing the taste and feel of him. I raised an eyebrow at him as he sat up looking down at me. He was panting and flushed and absolutely gorgeous. I was not about to leave it at this. Was he trying to prove a point by stopping me?

“What’s wrong Ken-chan?” I put on my best innocent look, smiling at him and got a rather blank look in return. Crawling back up over him I forced him back down onto the bed. “Maybe that was a bit over stimulating?”

He frowned nodding and then just as quickly shook his head. He opened his mouth to say something and then shut it looking confused. I laughed, I couldn’t help it. He was just entirely too cute. Though I was a bit irritated that he wanted to stop, I was not about to. I glanced toward the nightstand. It was almost ten. Plenty of time. Keeping him pinned I grabbed the condom off the table along with the lube. I’d not used enough last night when I’d prepped myself and wasn’t going to make that mistake now.

“W-wait! Ryuu!”

Looking down at him I smiled. “Nope. Waited long enough.”

I smacked his hand away as he tried to keep me from putting the condom on him. “Fuck! Ryuu stop it! We don’t have time for-“

I kissed him, thrilled when his mouth opening automatically. I loved feeling that soft moan vibrate against my lips as I stroked his tongue with mine. After a long moment I slowly pulled back to look at him. “Do you want to be on top this time?”

He blinked at me a couple of times looking as if he wasn’t sure this was really happening. This was what I’d missed last night by having the lights off, all these wonderful expressions on the normally impassive face. When he hesitated I shrugged and shifting back slightly wiggled out of my sweats. The soft heat from his body made me bite my lip in anticipation.

“Ryuu . . .” His voice was soft almost supplicating. “Ryuu we shouldn’t-“

“Hush.” Taking his wrists I pulled his hands away from my hips where he’d been trying to stop me from moving onto him. Leaning down over him, I held his arms above his head and looked into those normally impenetrable black eyes. There was a kind of softness there as he looked back at me that made me catch my breath. “I want you Kenta. Even if we argue and are upset with each other I will always want you. Please let me love you.”

He closed his eyes and turned his head away and I thought for a moment I’d undone everything. “Kenta-“

I yelped, shocked as he suddenly twisted out of my grip and flipped me. Blinking rapidly as I suddenly found myself staring up at him I tried to catch my breath. Was he mad at me? No . . . the way he was looking at me . . . I’d never imagined I’d ever see that kind of vulnerability in his eyes, a kind of hopeless desperation. Then he was kissing me. If I’d thought his kisses were passionate last night, these sent me into dizzying heights that made me wonder if I’d ever recover.

“Why?” I almost missed the softly breathed word as he kissed my neck sending a rush through me.

“Because I love you Kenta.” I pulled his head up so I could look at him. What was he so afraid of? Why did he continue to try to resist? Because of the scandal? No, he’d been timid last night too. It was so at odds with what he was like normally and I wasn’t entirely sure how to deal with it. It made me feel like I really was forcing him into this. He slowly raised his eyes to look at me, but I wasn’t sure how to read the look in them.

Then he was kissing me again and I moaned feeling his hand grab me pumping with almost rough jerks. I cried out softly trying not to writhe. A knee spread my legs and I willingly moved lifting my hips toward him. I gasped as I felt fingers slide past my balls, stroking me. A slow gentle finger nudged in and I shuddered, a moan slipping free. How did he . . . why was he . . . I’d thought he didn’t know, any questions flew out of my head as a second finger then a third was added. They were slowly removed and he was kissing me again, his weight settling over me. I was trembling all over feeling utterly helpless and completely consumed. Strong hands lifted my hips slightly and then he was entering me.

His thrusts were slow, gentle and maddening. I brought my hips up to meet him, my back arching as I tried to force him deep, faster. I could hear myself whining, but I was powerless to stop. His movements sped up, the rhythm sending him deeper as my body adjusted.

“Oh shit . . . Ryuu . . .”

“N-not yet . . . oh god not yet!”

His soft moan was the only answer I got and then I felt it, the gentle pulsing sensation that seemed to reach my very core. I came with a weak cry, my hips thrusting spasmodically and I heard him gasp.

Kenta

It was like all my fear, frustration and anger had been turned inside out and upside down. It was almost frightening how he could affect me. Somehow that had been even better than last night. I hadn’t thought that was fucking possible. Guess make-up sex was a good idea. I slumped down my arms shaking as I tried to hold myself up so that I wasn’t completely laying on him. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me down, kissed my cheek, my mouth, my neck in quick soft little kisses.

“Oh god Kenta you are amazing.” He drew back to look at me, the blue grey eyes searching my face. “You know . . . I think you lied to me.”

I tried to move back but he didn’t let me. It was impossible to meet his eyes. “ . . . ‘bout what?”

“You’ve done this before.”

I shook my head and met his eyes for a moment. “Nope.”

“Then how –“

“Ryuu . . . I was in juvie for over a year. Not the nice places you see on TV that they call correctional facilities.” Fuck . . . should I tell him? Would it change things if I did? He let me go so I could move back. I winced slightly as I slid free. Fuck that was tight. Sitting back on the bed I looked at him as he slowly sat up to lean against the headboard. Taking a deep breath I looked down and slid the condom off. “I learned a lot of things.”

Getting up I walked over to the trash can and tossed the condom in it. “My original sentence was only eight months, but I kept getting into fights because guys wanted to do to me what I just did to you, except a lot more violently. The last time I beat the fucker unconscious. They put me in solitary after that. Liked it better anyway.”

I finally turned to look at him. There was no expression on his face. None. It kind of freaked me out. He was probably regretting everything now. Turning away from the bed I started to look for my clothes. I staggered as his weight suddenly hit me, his arms wrapped tight around me.

“I’m so sorry, Kenta. If I’d known I would never-“

“Please don’t say it Ryuu . . .” I shifted around to look at him. “Don’t. You are not them.”

I sighed and brushed the hair back from his face. He was crying, silent tears running down his face.

“Ryuu . . . please, if I didn’t want to be with you then none of this would have happened.”

He tried to smile, but there was too much pain behind it. “You’re sure?”

I nodded and leaning forward kissed him. “I’m sorry I got so upset this morning. It’s just too fucking weird seeing myself on the news.”

His smile eased into something more genuine. “You’ll get used to it.”

We both started hearing the doorbell and looked at each other. The panic in his eyes mirrored my own.

“Who the fuck is that?”

“I . . . I don’t know. No one was coming over today. Shit! We’ve got to get cleaned up and dressed too.” He was looking around wildly and I realized he was the one with cum all over him. Though he’d hugged me and . . . I looked down . . . well shit.

“I’ll go see who it is. Most people know I keep odd hours.” He was already grabbing his sweats and slipping them on. “No one knows you are here, so just stay in the bathroom for now, alright.”

I nodded and went to start the tub. He was back within a minute looking frantic. He grabbed a rag and after getting it wet quickly started cleaning himself off.

“Ryuu?”

“Yoshiru is here.”

“Yo-Yoshiru-oh fuck!”

Ryuu’s father. His father was here. Oh fucking hell.