Chapter 7
Kaoru glanced at Kyo from the corner of his eye, smirking a little when the blond whooped and pumped a fist in the air. The guitarist was getting his butt kicked in some kind of fighting game. Not that he cared, considering how excited Kyo got every time he won a round. Even if it was the fifteenth round.
"The pizza should be here in a few minutes," he commented, watching as his player was mutilated again in the replay.
"Man, it seems like forever since I've had pizza," Kyo declared, shutting off the game and digging into his pockets for the money. They'd decided to pay half and half for a large pizza and a two litre of Pepsi.
Kaoru retrieved his own money and the two of them made their way to the ground level of the apartment building in order to wait for the deilvery. As they stepped outside, Kaoru lit up a cigarette.
"Kyo?" he said after a few moments.
"Yeah?" the blond asked, turning curious brown eyes toward him.
As quickly as he'd found his courage, he lost it again. "I'm glad you're feeling well again. The next time you're sick, even if it is just a cold, let me know, okay?" Kaoru said instead.
Kyo looked at him for a long moment, then smiled a little. Strangely enough, it didn't look like a happy smile, but Kaoru couldn't figure out what it meant. "Sure, no problem. The same goes for you, okay?"
Kaoru nodded, turning to watch for the delivery car. Last night, he'd snuck into Kyo's room and had simply watched the vocalist sleep for a long while. He'd had the courage to voice his feelings to Kyo then, whispering softly before brushing unruly bangs away from the vocalist's forehead. Why couldn't he say them now, when it mattered?
As Kaoru had said, the pizza arrived a few moments later and they paid for it before making their way upstairs, both of them commenting on how good it smelled. Kaoru pushed his depressing thoughts to the back of his mind and allowed himself to simply enjoy his time with the other man.
"Do you want to watch a movie while we eat?" Kyo suggested as they made themselves comfortable on the couch.
"Sure," Kaoru replied, watching as the vocalist bounced to his feet, a peice of pizza hanging from his mouth.
Predictably, Kyo picked a rather violent - blood, guts, killing - type of movie. Kaoru didn't really mind, although he almost lost his appitite during a few moments. During the more digusting parts, he let himself study the person next to him instead. Kyo was sitting only a few inches away, their arms and legs brushing whenever they moved. It was distracting enough that the guitarist couldn't concentrate very much on the storyline, wondering instead if he would ever gain the courage to wrap is arm around the other's shoulders as they sat next to each other like this.
He almost jumped out of his skin when Kyo yawned a little, close to the end of the movie, and leaned against him. "Sorry, does that bother you? I'm just feeling a little tired, I guess," Kyo said when he felt the reaction, sitting back up.
Quickly, Kaoru pulled him back against himself. "No, it's no problem. You can lean against me when you want to," he said, then winced a little at the suggestion behind the words.
Luckily, Kyo didn't seem to notice as he turned his attention back the movie. Kaoru lost all pretense of trying to keep up with it. Instead, he marvelled at how well the other's body fit next to his own. Kyo felt warm against him, and it was nice to have the vocalist's body so close to his. Letting his mind wander, Kaoru imagined what it would be like to hold Kyo close to him, to play with the air brushing against his cheek.
"What are you doing?" Kyo asked suddenly, breaking Kaoru out of his thoughts.
He flushed scarlet when he realized that he'd been doing what he'd imagined. His fingers were deeply intwined with Kyo's blond locks, his other arm wrapped around Kyo's waist.
Kaoru fought vainly for some kind of explination, studdering out a few words that made no sense, before he finally fell silent and looked away. "I'm sorry. I guess that I let myself get carried away. It just felt so nice, sitting here like this with you," he said.
"It does feel nice, doesn't it?" Kyo replied with a smile, shocking him even further.
Kaoru felt his eyes go wide and he stared at the smaller man. "You don't mind?" he blurted out, the first question to come to mind.
"Of course not. Why would I?" Kyo said.
"Well, I thought that it might. I mean, for one, I'm a guy. And we work together. Plus, I'm sure there is a girl somewhere that you would rather be snuggling with," Kaoru stammered. He really didn't know what to do with himself in this situation. He'd never thought that it would actually happen.
Kyo leaned closer to him, so that their faces were only a few inches apart. "Would it bother you if I said that I don't care if you're a guy, and I've been waiting for you to kiss me all night?" he questioned.
Kaoru's breath was sucked in with an audible whoosh. "You have?" he asked, feeling like an idiot but unable to help himself.
The blond grinned, his hand coming up to rest on Kaoru's shoulder. "I wasn't asleep when you came in to visit me last night. I felt your hand brush against me, and I heard what you said. I've been waiting for you to tell me, hoped that you would. I've had a crush on you for so long that I'd almost given up hope of you ever returning it until last night," he explained.
"I can't believe that you heard me. I've been trying to gain the courage to actually tell you, but it never felt like the right moment or I would lose my nerve," Kaoru admitted.
"Well, why don't you tell me now?" Kyo suggested.
Kaoru laughed a little, then took Kyo by his shoulders and turned them until they were facing each other. "Kyo, I'm in love with you," he said quietly.
Kyo was silent for a moment, then he grinned. "Good, because I'm in love with you too and I was getting fed up with the unresolved sexual tension between us," he stated.
This time, Kaoru laughed heartedly. Then he leaned forward and pressed his lips against Kyo's. He felt more than heard the other's moan before Kyo responded and the two of them were fighting to dominate the kiss, their lips parting so that their tongues could chase each other. Kaoru pulled Kyo onto his lap, holding the slender body close to his own, letting out his own moan.
As one kiss multiplied into countless others, their hands explored each other's bodies, pushing clothing out of the way so that they could touch each other's skin, mapping out the different contours. Kaoru gasped when Kyo's fingers brushed against his nipples, instantly turning them hard. He'd never realized his chest was so senstitive until this moment.
In returned, it seemed like Kyo's entire back was a turn-on zone. When Kaoru gently scraped his nails down the surface, Kyo's entire body twitched before melting into his own, nearly causing them to both fall from the couch.
"Bed would be a good idea," Kaoru gasped out, breaking the kiss briefly.
Not wanting to part long enough to actually walk to the bedroom, the two of them continued to touch and kiss each other down the hallway. Somewhere along the way, they lost the last of their clothing, and Kaoru released another moan when their nude bodies pressed against each other's on Kyo's bed. His body was so aroused that it almost hurt, and he knew that it would not take much to send him over the edge.
In fact, he almost climaxed there and then when Kyo wrapped a hand around his erection, pumping it. "We have to slow down," he ground out, his eyes closing as his hips began to follow the movements of Kyo's hand.
"We can go slow next time," Kyo said, grabbing Kaoru's hand and bringing it to his own arousal.
Nodding, not wanting to wait any longer anyway, Kaoru complied and began to jerk off his lover, loving every deep groan Kyo made. Rubbing their bodies against each other, they shared another wild kiss as their pumped each other's hardness. It didn't take long for Kaoru to reach his peak, his breathing harsh as his hips jerked and he came.
"Gods, that's erotic," Kyo groaned, his eyes taking in everythink as Kaoru coated his side and hand.
"You're turn," Kaoru replied, speeding up the motions of his hand, finding the pace that caused Kyo to cry out, arching into his motions, hands gripping Kaoru's shoulders hard enough to bruise.
Abruptly, Kyo gave a hoarse cry and Kaoru felt the organ in his hand twitch before coating him with the other's fluid. He continued his ministrations for a few moments, then brought his hand up to taste. He wasn't used to the flavour and, while he didn't find it pleasant, he didn't mind it enough not to lick off every bit. As Kyo had said, it was erotic to know he was tasting the very essence of his lover.
"Does it taste bad?" Kyo questioned, his lips quirking up into a tired grin.
"Find out for yourself," Kaoru replied, leaning over and kissing him.
When they parted, Kyo was quiet for a moment before he shrugged. "I guess it's not too bad. Next time, I want to taste you, though," he stated.
Kaoru grinned and shook his head, not quite able to believe he was having this particular conversation. Pulling the blankets over their bodies, he wrapped his arms around the vocalist and felt him do the same.
"I love you," he said quietly, closing his eyes as he rest his head on Kyo's chest.
"Love you too," Kyo replied, yawning half way through.
Smiling, Kaoru waited as Kyo fell asleep in his arms. Once he felt the other's breathing evened out and the arms holding him loosen, he leaned upward and brushed his lips once again against the ones only a few inches away. "Forever," he breathed, before closing his eyes and joining his lover in sleep.
Owari