PART TWO
A part of Kyo was shocked enough to want to pull away, but another part, the part that so desperately wanted and needed this, melted into the kiss. With shaking arms, he brought his hands up to Kaoru's shoulders, gripping him tightly as though he thought the man was some beautiful vision that would vanish if he didn't hold on. Kaoru felt the fear and slipped his arms smoothly around Kyo's waist, drawing him closer, holding him firmly.
With a sound that was somewhere between a sob and a moan, Kyo parted his lips and Kaoru deepened the kiss. He was tender and sweet as he slowly moved his mouth against Kyo's, getting a feel for the texture and taste of the younger man's lips and adjusting to the metallic coolness of his lip ring. He ran his tongue lightly along Kyo's lower lip and, impulsively, took the lip ring between his teeth and tugged gently. Kyo gasped and pressed himself harder against the older man, his arms sliding around Kaoru's neck.
Kaoru began to caress the small body under his fingertips, moving his lips from Kyo's to press little kisses on his face and neck. His hands reached under Kyo's shirt to touch the smooth muscled flesh of his back. Kyo shuddered with delight and his head dropped back, lips slightly parted in a silent moan. When Kaoru removed his hands from his body and stood, Kyo felt his face burn with embarassment.
It was all a mistake, he thought. He didn't mean to do any of that. I shouldn't have said anything. I...
But then Kaoru took his hand and pulled him to his feet. Kyo gazed at him, puzzled, and Kaoru only smiled softly at him. He flicked his eyes down the hall, towards Kyo's bedroom, and then looked back into Kyo's eyes. Solemnly, Kyo nodded and followed Kaoru to his room.
Once they were there, Kyo suddenly began to panic. Why is he doing this? he wondered. He started it all so quickly. Was this someting he's wanted? I don't get it.
Kaoru turned to him and frowned. "Kyo, what's wrong? Isn't this what you wanted?" As if to punctuate his point, Kaoru lifted his shirt off and stood before him in the yellow light streaming in the window from the street, bare-chested and breath-takingly beautiful.
For a moment, Kyo couldn't think. His breath hitched as he gazed at Kaoru's naked torso. A pang of want tugged his loins and he swallowed heavily. "Why?" he asked.
"Why what?"
"Why are you willing to do this?"
"Does it really matter?" Kaoru retorted, coming to Kyo and kissing his neck as his hands pulled at Kyo's shirt, lifting it up and off of his small frame. His lips returned to Kyo's neck after he casually tossed the shirt aside. Kyo couldn't suppress his moan of desire as Kaoru brought his hands to his bare chest and slid them slowly up to his shoulders and then down his back. Kaoru's tongue on his neck felt like silken fire and for the moment his only desire was to be consumed utterly and completely by that fire.
Their lips found each other once more and their hands pulled at the rest of their clothing with a slow urgency. Soon they tumbled onto the bed, wrapped in each other's arms, naked and panting. Kyo's head reeled with the pleasure of Kaoru's hands touching lightly everywhere, teasing and caressing until his skin was on fire and his mind pleasantly devoid of any fear, lonliness, or even coherent thought.
He didn't even realize he was crying until Kaoru kissed the salty tears on his cheeks. "Nakanaide, Kyo-kun," Kaoru whispered huskily. "I'm here. You're not alone. Never alone..."
Kyo choked back a sob and found Kaoru's mouth, kissing him hungrily, clinging to him as he pressed his hips up to meet Kaoru's. Above him, Kaoru groaned and slid his tongue into Kyo's mouth, pressing his own hips down to meet Kyo's. As their tongues twined around each other, their erections pressed together, creating a delicious friction that had both men writhing with need and passion. As Kaoru broke the kiss and slid down Kyo's body, the small man felt warm and happy and complete. That warmth spread and became a raging fire as he felt Kaoru's fingers probe him gently, preparing him, pushing his legs up so that the older man had access to his opening.
He gasped and bit his lip when Kaoru entered. The pain only lasted for a moment and then he felt only pleasure. Kaoru continued raining kisses on his face, his neck, his chest as he moved slowly in and out of his body. Kyo closed his eyes and relished the feel of the warm lips on his skin and the exquisite pleasure of Kaoru moving within him. He felt full and safe. When Kaoru's hadn closed warmly on his erection, stroking him delicately, he cried out, finally giving a voice to the emotions and sensations he was awash in.
All too soon, it was over. Kaoru's pace increased and with a final thrust, he spent his passions, flooding Kyo's insides with creamy warmth. Kyo climaxed shortly after with a gutteral moan, his hands gripping Kaoru's slender shoulders, nails biting the creamy skin. He quickly covered the tiny crescent-shaped wounds with kisses, licking at them with the tip of his tongue. Withdrawing, Kaoru smiled down at him and shifted to lie beside him. He pulled Kyo into his embrace and together they slept.
To be continued
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