Savior

Kenta

We stayed and watched the sun rise. Actually, the sun rose while we were making out. Ryuu got off the bike and was leaning against me while I sat on it.. As usual I lost all track of what was going on around me, the only thing that existed was his lips on mine, the way his tongue stroked my mouth. The slight fuzz around his mouth where he hadn’t shaved tickled my lips and face. I finally sat back running the back of my hand over my tingling lips.

“You need to shave.”

He laughed, his head going back. The first rays of sunlight caught in the blond hair making it seem to glow. He looked absolutely stunning and something seemed to clench around my heart as I looked at him. It had scared me so fucking bad when I’d seen him collapse on the stage. I’d been ready to kill whoever was responsible.

His eyes were more silver than gray as he looked at me. A hand came up, his fingers caressing my jaw. His thumb ran along my bottom lip sending a shiver down my spine. “You don’t seem to have the same problem.”

I swatted his hand away. I could not shave for weeks and never have a single hair appear. Then again I was fully Japanese, he wasn’t. From what I knew my father had never been able to grow more than a few thin wisps of hair on his chin. “Don’t be a jerk.”

“Ha! That’s usually my line.” He leaned close again and kissed the tip of my nose. “Actually I wish I didn’t have to shave. It’s annoying.”

A hand slid from my hip to my thigh, the warmth sending a rush through me. It had been over two weeks since the last time we’d been together and I wondered if he was as anxious as I was. Sora had interrupted last time. Really needed to remember to lock the door next time. We’d been together almost two months and had only managed to find time to be together a few times. Three to be exact. It was hella frustrating and coming from someone who’d went years without having sex that was saying a lot.

“Besides, I like how smooth you are, all over.” His lips brushed mine as he spoke and I couldn’t help but lean forward wanting more. Needing more. Just needing him. We finally broke apart to catch our breath. I looked over his shoulder at the sunrise. The giant reddish orange sun was making everything glow with an orange hue.

“Ryuu . . . it’s dawn, we should probably head home.”

“Oh, oh wow, yeah.”

Ryuu yelped softly and clung to me shivering as a sudden breeze kicked up off the ocean. It was November after all. Gotta expect it to get colder. Taking off my jacket I gave it to Ryuu. He started to protest and I gave him a hard look. I would have protection from the windshield and the heat from the engine to keep me warm, he wouldn’t have anything but my body heat and that wasn’t going to be enough. Couldn’t risk him getting sick. I wondered what they’d done with his concert outfit at the hospital. Maybe Reiko had got it. It was fucking stupid of them to send him home in just a t-shirt, jeans and his boots.

“Lets get home, I’m hungry.” He pulled his helmet back on and swung up behind me, his arms wrapping tightly around my middle. The soft smell of him and the leather surrounded me and I couldn’t help smiling.


Ryuu

I wondered why we hadn’t done this sooner. At first I’d been scared of getting on the bike, but the opportunity to be pressed up against that amazing body was too good to pass up. I wasn’t disappointed even if I was freezing. Not only was there the thrill of speeding through the streets, but I got to hold Kenta just as tightly as I wanted. The beach was a surprise and extremely romantic, though I don’t think he thought of it that way. I still loved it. It was these little moments with him that seemed to make my heart glow within my chest. Just when I thought I knew him he did something totally unexpected and sweet. I had really anticipated him being upset with me about what had happened at the concert but he seemed more worried than anything. It all seemed distant now and I really wished we’d been able to spend the rest of the day on that beach even if all we’d done was make out.

I smirked to myself as we headed back home. The early morning traffic was light and I casually slipped my hand down to the front of his jeans, palming him. I felt him stiffen and a hand grabbed my wrist pulling my arm back up around his waist. Oh . . . so that’s how it was going to be. Well I was not going to be deterred. Every chance I got I slipped my hand down, lightly stroking him through his jeans. By the third time he was getting harder, the bulge in his pants more pronounced. He shifted back, that amazingly tight ass moving against me, making me bite my lip. Oh this was too much fun. I could have got off just rubbing up against him. I would wait though, I had plans.

I was glad for the helmet as a laugh slipped free. He owed me, or at least I’d let him think that. I knew exactly what I wanted too. I already had it all planned out in my head. I just hoped he didn’t object. I wasn’t going to pressure him, but I knew he’d enjoy it once we got started. At least I knew we wouldn’t be interrupted today. Everyone else was going to be sleeping most of the day. We would too, but after.

I hugged the slim frame to me as we took a corner. We had been in Kobe for a little while and the traffic was getting heavier as morning commuters headed to work. I would never be sorry I was not one of them. I knew I was ill suited to office life. Maybe I was a bit pampered and selfish, but I was happy. I did work hard at my music and making my fans happy. Though after last night, I probably wouldn’t get as close to them as I had been. It made me sad to think that someone would do that to me and I didn’t understand why. I shook off the feeling. I was not going to think about that right now. I wanted to enjoy being with Kenta, not mope over stupid things.

The ride was over entirely too quickly. We pulled into the garage under the apartment building and Kenta found a secluded spot to park so that no one could see the two of us. He was always looking out for me, even in these little things. I got off the bike first, surprised at how hot the engine was. I guessed that the heat had been sucked away by the cold wind as we’d driven. I was extremely happy he’d given me his jacket to wear. Outside of his bike it was his one other prized possession and he’d just shared both with me. It made me feel like our relationship had reached a new level. I grabbed his wrist and started toward the elevator. I wanted him out of those clothes and naked on my bed. I wasn’t sure if it was an after affect from the sedative, but I was hyper and very horny.

We kissed all the way up to my floor. Calling it kissing might be a bit tame. There was a strange urgency to it, not something I expected from Kenta, but to feel him slowly starting to let go made me bolder. He was usually so reserved, so in control and I wanted to see him really, truly let go. To surrender completely to his emotions.

We left a trail of clothes from the front door to the bedroom. The morning sun was streaming into the room, making the silk shimmer on the bed. Silk had nothing on his amazing skin. I wanted to caress and kiss every inch of him just to feel that softness against my lips. He sucked in a started breath as I lightly sucked on a nipple. I didn’t let go as I gently pushed him back onto the bed. He tried to twist away from me and I grabbed his hips holding him down. I switched to the other nipple as I slid a hand down between us. He had been hard for a while and I knew he had to be frustrated. Grabbing the shaft I slid my hand up and felt him shudder.

“F-fuck.” It was softly breathed into my ear and I smiled feeling his hands slide down my sides to grasp my hips for a moment before running along my back.

“Kenta . . .” I kept my voice low, nuzzling my face into his neck. “Can I ask you something?”

“Mm.”

“Would you let me top?”

“You have.”
“No, not like that . . .”

His hands stilled and I felt him tense under me. He was silent for several long moments and I pulled back so I could look at him. His face was completely unreadable. “Kenta?”

“Is that what you want?”

I nodded, suddenly unsure. Naoki had never once switched. Ever. Just asking had lead to . . . unpleasant things. I knew Kenta had been through a bad experience in juvie, but this would be completely different. For one, I wasn’t going to force him to do anything. He had to want it. Really want it.

“Only if it’s alright with you.”

Something flickered deep in the dark eyes and he suddenly smiled at me, though there was a hint of trepidation in the look he gave me. “Well . . . it’s not fair of me to expect you to always be the one on bottom.”

“Are you sure? I know you said that in juvie-“

“Ryuu . . . I don’t mind.”

I smiled at him, unable to contain the sudden excitement bubbling up. How had I found such an amazing man? I slid back, but not before kissing him lightly. “I want you to tell me if anything hurts. It will be uncomfortable at first until you get used to it. If it hurts then I am doing something wrong.”

“Oh? Okay.” He sat up on his elbows to watch as I finished stripping. I was shaking. Part of me couldn’t believe he’d so readily agreed. I’d expected him to protest and probably cuss me out. Once again he’d surprised me.

Remembering something I went over and shut and locked the bedroom door. Turning back to him I grinned. “Just in case.”

He laughed at that and nothing could have sounded sweeter in my ears. A true, genuine laugh from him was so rare and I would do anything to hear it.

“First things first. Go to the bathroom.”

“Eh?” He blinked at me. I put a hand on my hip, cocking my head to the side. It was so hard to control myself seeing him reclining naked on my bed, but I wasn’t going to rush this.

“Kenta, think for just a moment.”

He sat there for a second and then the cutest thing ever happened. He blushed, honest to god blushed. His cheeks turned pink as he sat up suddenly seeming self conscious. It made him look so vulnerable, something I’d never seen on him before. Where the hell was my camera?

“Oh . . . umm, yeah okay.”

I smothered a giggle behind my hand as he got up and headed into the bathroom. It gave me a chance to get the bed and other things ready. First I made sure to close the blinds so he would feel more comfortable. It dimmed the light in the room but there was still a bit of a glow, enough to clearly see by. The sheets were warm from the sunlight and felt heavenly, though nothing compared to his soft warm skin. Thinking about burying myself in that amazing body made my erection throb almost painfully. I was going to have to take this slow. I didn’t want to risk ruining his first time.

By the time he came out of the bathroom I had everything ready. He barely met my eyes as he walked over to the bed and I saw him look at the things I had set out. He didn’t say anything. I stood up and pulling him close kissed him with all the passion I was feeling. He responded instantly, his mouth opening. I couldn’t hold back the moan as his tongue stroked my lips. Shuddering I drew back. My voice was a bit husky with emotion as I gestured to the bed. “Lay down.”

He raised an eyebrow at me but did as I asked. He looked so gorgeous lying on the cream sheets, from the smooth skin and defined muscles to the deep ebony eyes and tousled hair, it was like sensory overload just looking at him. I barely knew where to look.

“You are so beautiful.”

He shook his head with a soft chuckle. “Ain’t the right word.”

“No, it’s perfect.” I crawled on to the bed to hover over him. “You are beautiful inside and out.”

I kissed him gently, not letting him protest my statement. I would prove to him someday that I was right.


Kenta

Part of me wondered why I’d agreed, but it wasn’t like I’d lied. It wasn’t fair of me to expect him to always be on the receiving end. I might be new to this type of relationship, but it just seemed right to return the favor . . . so to speak. Plus, he’d had a pretty fucking bad night and I wanted to do something to make it up to him. This seemed like a good way to do it. Besides, I was a bit curious as to how it felt. He seemed to enjoy it, so it couldn’t be bad. Right?

He was kissing down my chest and attacking my nipples again. Fuck! How could that turn me on so bad? Just when I thought he was going to leave them alone, his mouth moving down further, he started pinching them lightly. All the sensations combined where starting to make me squirm.

“Fuck! Ryuu! Stop teasing!”

“It’s not teasing, it’s called foreplay.” He was laughing at me. I gasped as warm fingers wrapped around me. “See it’s working, you’re already dripping.”

“Ha-oh . . .” I lost my train of thought as he started stroking me, his thumb rubbing across the tip. I barely realized what he was doing as he moved my legs. I blinked as he suddenly appeared over me, his hand still lazily stroking me.

“This might feel a little cold at first, but just try to relax, okay?”

I nodded a little confused and he smiled at me before leaning down to kiss me again. Too soon he was moving away. There was a pop of something being opened and I felt fingers slide along my balls. The cool slick feeling made them draw up a bit. His other hand kept slowly stroking me as the fingers slid back further. I suddenly realized I was starting to shake and forced myself to calm down. It was Ryuu, no one else. Rame was long gone. He couldn’t ever do anything to me again. I gasped softly as Ryuu’s finger slid over the entrance. That felt . . . odd. There was the sensation of pressure and then nothing. I opened my eyes, not sure when I’d shut them and raised my head to look at Ryuu. The look in his eyes was so soft I almost didn’t know what to think.

“Did that hurt?”

“What?”

“When I put my finger in?”

“It’s in? Holy shit!” I gasped as he wiggled it. I hadn’t even felt it go in. He pulled it back slightly and that was when I could really feel it. “That is so fucking weird.”

He laughed. “Well, it’s not so bad? Right?”

“No.” He slid it in and out several times until I was getting used to the feel.

“Okay I’m going to insert two now.”

I nodded slowly, watching him. The second one I definitely felt. I was starting to shake again, mostly from nerves. I was breathing hard by the time he had three in. I could tell he was being gentle and going slow, but it was a lot to get used to all the sudden. He had kept up his slow strokes on my cock, but it wasn’t enough to get me off and I was too distracted by what his fingers were doing.

“You are amazing Kenta, you know that.” His voice was soft, almost a whisper and he reached up to brush the hair back from my face. “I love you so much. If you are ready . . .”

I wasn’t, not by any stretch of the imagination, but if I didn’t do this now I never would. “I am.”

He smiled and leaning down kissed me slow and deep as his weight settled over me. Hands grasped my hips pulling them up slightly and I resisted the urge to shove him away as I felt his cock slide between my cheeks. The pressure against my hole increased and kept increasing. I heard him murmur something about it being too tight but the pressure didn’t let up. He wasn’t going to hurt me. He wasn’t. He wasn’t. He was. Oh shit! Fuck! I was just getting ready to shove him off me when I felt the head suddenly slip inside the pain flaring then settled into a slight burning sensation.

“Ryuu!” Had that high pitched squeak just come out of me?

“Shhh, it’s alright. You are just so tight. I thought I had prepped you better than that. I’m sorry. It’ll get better.”

I was breathing in short little gasps trying to stay in control. I tensed, unable to stop myself as he started to move forward again. Was it supposed to feel like this? He’d said if it hurt he was doing something wrong and right now it fucking hurt.

“Kenta, you’ve got to relax or this will hurt.” He kissed my temple his hand rubbing along my side. “I am going as slow and gentle as I can.”

“I-I know.” I did know, but it didn’t stop me from tensing up as he pushed forward. The pain was intensifying again and then suddenly it was like something had been breached and he slid all the way in without any further resistance. The burning sensation was still there but now I also felt oddly filled.

“Shhh, shhh Kenta it’s okay, the worst is over. I’m sorry that hurt.” I blinked at him realizing that I’d been whining the whole time. Some fucking baby I was, he’d done this no problem and here I was crying and moaning like a bitch. I could not even begin to imagine how it would have felt to have been forced to do this. Even doing it willingly was difficult.

I gasped grabbing his arms as he pulled back. That did not feel right. Instead of sliding out it was a pulling sensation. He came back forward and the pressure eased but as soon as he started to move back it was there and worse. It felt like he was going to pull all my insides out.

“Ry-Ryuu.” I managed to open my eyes. He had his closed and this look of pure bliss on his face. I was torn between telling him I wanted to stop and letting him continue. Hopefully he got off soon because this was fucking uncomfortable.
After just a few shallow thrusts he started to move a bit faster and started hitting deeper. I was gasping with each thrust and had to let go of his arms to grab the sheets. My whole body was shaking. I’d never felt anything like this before. I’d been literally nearly beat to death and somehow this hurt worse, a different kind of pain. That pain I could handle, this was making me frantic, but I didn’t want to upset Ryuu by asking him to stop. I could endure it. I would endure it.

He grabbed my hips tilting them up more and I couldn’t stop the yell as he thrust even deeper, my legs flailing on either side of him. He took one of them and put it over his shoulder. The next thrust something changed, instead of just the pain, a sharp spike of pleasure shot through me making me gasp.

“Oh fuck . . .”

“That angle better?”


Ryuu

He nodded, not opening his eyes. I couldn’t believe he was still so tight after being prepped. I’d had a couple of virgin lovers in the past and neither of them had been this tight. I kept my thrusts slow letting him adjust more. He’d stopped that odd whimpering that had me wondering if I should stop. I couldn’t tell if it was in pain or pleasure and he wasn’t saying anything. If I was hurting him that bad surely he would tell me.

No . . . no he wouldn’t. I stilled and looked down at him. He was sweating, his lips trembling, chest heaving as he clutched the sheets in a death grip. It was not worth it. I was not going to hurt him any more. I knew entirely too well what it felt like to have a lover who only cared for their own satisfaction. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I should never have asked him to do this.

He slowly opened his eyes and I was started to see tears in them, my heart leaping into my throat. “Why’d you stop? It was just starting to feel good.”

“Are you sure . . . you seemed like you were in pain.”

“Fuck yeah, but its better now.”

“Kenta! Why didn’t you say something sooner?”

He glanced away and mumbled something I didn’t quite catch.

“What?” I leaned down and he gasped tensing.

“I-I said I didn’t want to ruin it. Fuck! Is it supposed to feel like that?”

“Like what? Is it hurting?” I searched his face, concerned that he was in pain.

“That one spot, when you hit it-“ He shivered, his muscles clenching down on me, painfully tight. It was worse than a cock ring. None I had got that tight. Spot? Oh, crap I’d totally forgotten to explain about that. I couldn’t help laughing softly and saw his lashes flutter as he opened his eyes again. I eased out and then back in hoping to hit just right for him. I must have because he gasped then moaned.

“Fuck. Do that again.”

So I did, repeatedly, until he was moaning and writhing under me. I’d never seen him like this, not even when he’d been on top had he been like this. I’d wondered if he’d been holding back and now I knew he had been. He’d wrapped those lithe legs around my waist and I could feel him tremble with each thrust. I had never been so turned on in my life. It wasn’t even the incredibly tight warmth surrounding my length, it was the knowledge that I was finally making Kenta lose control.

“Ahh-ahh, Ry-Ryuu.” He was clawing at the sheets almost like he was trying to get away and I knew he had to be close. I slowed down my thrusts and stopped stroking him, wanting to draw out his pleasure, and mine, as long as physically possible. It kind of helped that he was so tight. It was making the pressure build and build but I could tell that it wasn’t going to release soon. He was whimpering softly and I wondered if I could get him to yell like he had at first. He was always so quiet during our love making. The whining pants got louder with each slow thrust, his back arching. I’d never in my life seen anything so gorgeous. From the way dark hair splayed out around his head to the parted lips and flushed skin, his muscles were taunt, each line perfectly defined. Leaning down I captured those delectable lips, his moan vibrating through me.

I couldn’t go slowly anymore. My own need was becoming too insistent. My body seemed to act on its own, my thrusts getting harder and speeding up. I had to break the kiss to breathe, Kenta’s panting breaths hot on my neck. He started whining again, such a strange sound to hear from him. The soft cries got steadily louder with each thrust and I suddenly realized he was calling my name. His fingers were wrapped tight around my arms as his head tossed against the pillow. I couldn’t stop yet, I was so close. Reaching down I grabbed his erection giving it several quick strokes and he cried out his whole body convulsing. His legs tightened around me and I felt his muscles clench down just before he came with another loud yell. I gasped and with my own cry followed him over. Even through the blissful haze I could hear him whimpering, his body shuddering. He gave one last little whimper and was suddenly still his body going slack.

Breathing hard I looked down at him. I could still feel the slight flutter of his muscles around my softening erection. His eyes were closed and he looked completely relaxed. Leaning down I kissed him, but there was no response. Startled I pulled back. Was he upset with me?

I touched his face, but his eyes stayed closed and I realized his breathing was deep and even. Apparently he’d passed out. Laying my head against his I smiled feeling a bit overwhelmed. Now that was unexpected. I never would have imagined I’d have that much of an effect on him. In fact I didn’t remember any of my lovers ever getting to that point. I hadn’t myself either and I hoped he was alright. Easing off of him, I shuddered as I finally slipped free of that tight warmth. I was surprised when I looked down. He’d come so much. It was all over his chest and stomach and some on the sheets too. Smiling to myself I got up to go get a cloth to clean him up. He didn’t stir the whole time and I couldn’t help kissing him. Once we were both clean I slid into the bed next to him and pulled him close.

“I love you Arakaki Kenta.”


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A/N: Poor Kenta just isn't used to this kind of thing. ^^> Some things from the last chapter will be getting cleared up soon, or rather . . . their importance will become apparent. For now I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you so much for the comments and reviews. ^__^

A side note for those of you who were reading the Entanglement series: unfortunately it has been put on indefinite hiatus. There is a conflict with another storyline that must be resolved and since this was just for fun and the other is for profit . . . well you see the quandary. New chapters will be up as soon as the issue is resolved. Many apologies.