Tricks
By: Sunshine
I think what I adore most about him is that he’s so inherently beautiful. If you were to find him in the most despicable place on earth he’d still be radiating a gentle, playful light, gorgeous for all to see, whether that light be masculine or feminine. Women love him; men love him; how could I ever not? His intense eyes, long perfect legs and endearing smile were all I ever needed to require that he be mine.
It’s his personality that presents the challenge. He’s such a tease, that Toshiya. You can never really tell if he wants you or he’s just trying to drive you insane. He’s played with the likes of Shinya, Kyo… maybe even Die, but now it’s my turn. I intend to be the one he falls for, I’m going to make him ache for me just as much as I ache for him. I just have to think of a good way to go about it.
Like right now, he’s laughing his head off playing ping-pong with Die. I can smell the exotic shampoo in his hair from my spot, three feet away chewing on my baby fingernail. I think he knows I’m watching him and part of me wants him to know it. The rest of me, well… the rest of me says, "Catch me if you can, Totchi." I’m playing a game of cat and mouse where the roles are blurred. He’s always the mouse; I’m supposed to be the cat, right? Maybe I can force him to be the kitten this time. Then I’ll turn around and pounce.
"Totchi, don’t you think you’re going to take someone’s head off with that?" I ask teasingly. He’s looking over at me and grinning that calculatedly sexy grin.
"You think so, Kao-kao?" I can see the wicked glint in his eyes. Want me, Kaoru, it says. You know you love to want me. He’s maddening. "I would never want to do that, of course." He comes over and wiggles his tight little bum right in my face. My breath catches in my throat.
"Silly Totchi, tricks are for kids." I pinch him, stand and go over to sit with Kyo in the corner of the room, watching Toshiya’s jaw drop with a smug sense of satisfaction. Ah, but I’ll have you Toshiya, you maddening, lusty little thing you. I’ll do things to you you’ve never even dreamed of.
"What are you doing?" Kyo is asking me in a bewildered voice. "You’re almost crazier than I am."
"What’s that?" I ask absently, still lost in the glory of the previous moment. His butt was so firm! I wasn’t expecting it…
"You’re playing with fire, Kaoru Niikura. While I’d usually say yes please, this time I think you’re in way over your head. What are you up to?" A cat crawls onto his lap, turns around and falls asleep. He looks shocked and a little annoyed.
"I’m just teaching him a lesson." I say quietly, the glow of lust still burning in my eyes. "What’s so bad about that?"
"Either that or you’re about to get taught." Kyo says seriously. Across the room, Die clutches his sides, laughing so hard at the way he’s just gone and belted Shinya in the head with a ping-pong ball. Shinya shakes his head and goes back to painting his nails, ignoring him for the tenth time today. Totchi, on the other hand, laughs too and rubs Die’s back as if to say ‘good one, man.’ But is that really what he’s saying? I turn my head to look at him from the corner of my eye, prepared to comment on the situation to Kyo. He’s now too busy trying to shoo the cat off of his lap.
The dimly lit room doesn’t help much. Die’s laughing subsided as soon as Toshiya started touching him and I can’t tell what Die’s thinking. That sneaky Toshiya! He knows, I bet. Maybe he knows I’m onto him and his tricks.
"I’ve got to go to the washroom, behave yourselves." I announce firmly as I stretch. There’s a concert starting soon and I can’t wait to get out there and show off. I wonder what’s on the menu for tonight, who’s going to do what to who and where. Unzipping some of the zippers on my layers of leather, pleather, PVC, etc. I realize I really had no desire to go to the bathroom in the first place, so what the hell am I doing here? Taking a break. Regrouping and planning to get into his head, bring him to his sweet little knees. Then I’ll make him… No Kaoru, it would be bad for you to decide to orgasm on stage still thinking about that. What am I going to do, I’m wondering what I’m going to do!
A knock comes at the door. "You’re in there, right?" Shinya asks. "Twenty minutes, okay?"
"Yep. Thanks Shin-chan. Are you all ready?" I don’t know why I’m asking; our drummer is probably the most with it out of all of us. I’m really out of my league here, perhaps Totchi really is getting to me.
"Yeah, I’m definitely all ready. Heading back now. See you."
I’m listening at the doorframe: everything is silent. I even open it a crack to check to see if anyone’s outside. I can’t stand this, not right now. Images of Toshiya with his lovely smile and bright fuck-me eyes are piling up in my head to the point I think I’m going to explode. My crotch is starting to agree with that assessment. It’s a small, tight bathroom but at least I’m alone. I wrap my hand around my hardening cock and I start to stroke. It’ll have to be fast, messy and graceless but without releasing some of the tension I’m sure I won’t have enough strength of will to carry through with my plan. I have to carry through with it because I want Toshiya too badly.
It’s surprising, how detailed my fantasies about him are. I can see every inch of his skin in vivid colour, I can almost taste his young, sweaty skin. I can almost feel him in my hands, wrapping my arms around him. The imagined clawing almost stings. Then all at once I’m pumping into my own hand faster and faster, whispering "Toshiya, Toshiya" over and over under my breath. I feel so dirty, with the guys right near by and it being so close to a concert. I’m sure they’d prefer a functional guitarist though. Damn that Toshiya, he makes me want him so bad. The palm of my free hand slams hard against the grungy bathroom wall as I come. The sensation is as always good but there wasn’t enough time to make it great. Nevertheless I feel much better.
"Have you fallen in?" A muffled voice calls from outside the door. The cold water is freezing my hands as I wash them and zip my clothes back up quickly. I open the door and step out, silent.
Toshiya’s standing there, looking at me skeptically. "Hey, are you not talking to me all of a sudden?"
I’m in shock. It’s him! "Pardon?" I ask in bewilderment. It looks like he’s re-sprayed his hair since I’ve been in the bathroom. Looks good. Looks hot, actually. I straighten up and grin at him.
"Are you mad at me, man?" Toshiya asks again. He’s got one hand on his hip and the other pokes me in the chest playfully.
"Never, Totchi." I think I’ve said that with a little too much feeling. It’s true, I could never be angry with him. Frustrated, sure, but never angry. He’s too sweet and playful for that. I adore him. "How much longer ‘til the show?" I ask him.
"Like, four minutes or so." He tells me. He’s looking at me, biting his black- stained lips thoughtfully. "You want to go out on stage together?"
It’s his sincerity that throws me off. He’s not teasing right now; he’s looking at me and holding out his hand. I’m staring at it for what seems like moments on end, wondering if I should take it or not. Even his fingers are perfect.
"I guess," I mutter as I grab his hand. Mentally, I congratulate myself for making him ask to go out with me. But then, I’m his band’s leader. It’s not such a big deal.
His palm is warm as it’s pressed against mine. I know that mine is a little cold from running water over it and the thought of what I was doing a minute or two earlier is a little embarrassing as I follow him through the door and onto the stage. I can distinctly feel his fingertip running up and down mine.
Grabbing my guitar, I get ready to, as they say, rock. I’m ready now, ready to show the world a good time. I just wish I could stop looking over at my sexy Totchi. Kyo’s on the ball of course, his eyes round as saucers as he plays the crowd up for all its worth. Die’s head banging madly, tall and statuesque as ever. Little Shinya is looking sweet and beautiful, thundering out a beat with his strong arms. My fingers are hammering at the strings fast and fierce as I watch Toshiya make his rounds. I love watching the way he walks, the way he moves so gracefully, completely un-masculine but undoubtedly he is 100% male. Isn’t that fantastic?
As he approaches me, he drops to his knees. His fingers already know their place on his instrument without even having to pay attention. I’m playing; he’s rubbing his lips in circles around the zippers on my outfit. I think I’m going to pass out. It’s a good thing I did just use the washroom or else I think I’d be bucking my hips into him until he fell over. Either that or I’d just drop my guitar and have my way with him on stage. The only thing I can think now though as he looks up into my eyes is, I worship you Toshiya.
"You like it like this, Kaoru?" he asks me as I look down at him, continuing to play and every so often ruffle his hair. I’m convinced I’ve got him right where I want him, but at the same time I can’t help but enjoy myself a little too much. I’m beginning to nod when I remember this.
"Why do you care so much, Totchi?" I ask with my eyebrow raised. I can feel my lips forming into an involuntary smirk, acting so much of their own accord. His eyes widen in surprise and he stands.
"No reason," he returns cheekily before moving away. Wait, Toshiya, I call in my mind. Please come back and keep that up! But I won’t, I can’t; and I’ll see him in the hotel room later anyway.
The elevator ride is a long, dizzying way up after you’ve been out drinking with Die for half the night. I’m convinced I’m swaying violently as I open the door into the hotel room I’m sharing with Toshiya. "Heyyy," I call into the room. It’s dark and I keep tripping over things. "Totchi-kun, are you awake?"
"Hai, now I am," he calls in a gorgeous, sleepy voice. "So I guess Die convinced you to go drinking with him ne?"
"Oh yes. It was fun enough, why didn’t you come?" I pout a little, feeling the alcohol control me like a doll. I really need to get to bed. First thing first, I pull off my clothes and sit on my bed in complete unabashed nudity. "Hmm?"
Toshiya looks shocked. "You are seriously plastered, aren’t you Kaoru?" When I nod sheepishly, he shakes his head. "I was watching a movie with Shin-chan."
"Sounds like fun," I murmur, wishing the world would stop spinning. "I’m sorry I didn’t go to that."
"Why do you care so much, Kaoru?" he says, stealing my words from earlier. I’m frustrated, a little. Damn that Totchi.
"Are you staring at my crotch?" I ask with a snicker. "You big hentai."
"Oh my god Kaoru you’re such a geek when you’re drunk. You realize you aren’t wearing any clothes and I can’t really avoid looking at your crotch, right?"
"Mn, sure. I think I’m going to be sick, hang onto that thought." I’m running for the bathroom, hands over my mouth. It’s not a pretty sight. When did I get this way, what was I thinking? No way for a man of my age to be. I suddenly feel old, so old next to the fountain of youth they call Toshiya Hara. He’s standing in the doorway, looking down at me helplessly. Suddenly he takes my pink locks in his artistic hands and holds them while I’m overcome with another fit of digestive pyrotechnics. While I collapse next to the toilet, he goes over and dampens a cloth with which to wipe my face. I’ve never seen Totchi this way, not my dear, damnable Toshiya. This is another side to him, which, while feeling embarrassed and miserable, only makes me want him more. I’ve sobered up during the last few moments and my resolve to have him is beginning to harden once again. He looks at me critically.
"You should take better care of yourself, Kao-Kao. I can’t imagine why you’d want to get drunk when you’re so sweet and sexy all on your own." He grins, back to his old flirtatious ways already. I glower at him.
"Blah, don’t you go telling me what I should and shouldn’t do, Mister I’ve-done-everybody-in-my-area-code." I’m struggling to stand, stumbling over to the tap to stick my head underneath it and brush my teeth. My throat is burning like mad and it’s putting me in a bad mood. Still, I shouldn’t treat him this way, not after he’s just saved my hair from dinner: part two.
"That’s the only way you think of me, is it Kao-Kao?" He’s not especially put off by it, I notice - Probably due to my intoxicated state. He wiggles his butt at me and then heads back over to his bed. Only then do I really remember how naked I am. I wonder what he thinks of me at this moment.
"Nah, forget about it Toshiya, I’m only screwing with you." Or at least I wish I were. Ha. Let him think about that overnight. "Thanks for the help back there by the way." I ought to tell him I owe him one, but who knows where that might land me. "Night night."
Strangely enough I wake up first the next morning, hangover free. Toshiya’s still lying there in the bed across the room from mine, his slim legs tangled in the sheets. He looks angelic, I have to say. I tiptoe across the room and stare at him a moment. I want to touch him, to really properly thank him for the way he turns me on and also for the way he helps me out. He’s a great guy, my Totchi-kun, but I think there’s definitely more to it than lust.
His fingers claw at the pillowcase as he sleepily opens his eyes. "Kao? Is that you?" He asks drowsily, smiling at the sight of me kneeling at his bedside. I find myself smiling back. "What time is it?"
"Breakfast time," I reply. He rolls over and stares at the ceiling a moment. While I’m watching him wake up, I imagine what his dreams are like. It would be amazing if they had something to do with me. I want him to want me so much; my plan is starting to become very tough. I want to climb into bed as he’s lying there and cover his entire body with kisses. Then, bring breakfast up to him and do insanely erotic things with it. My imagination is entirely too active.
"Do you like watching me sleep?" He asks quietly. He’s propped himself up on his elbow and his eyes still keep closing intermittently.
"Wouldn’t you like to know," I retort with a laugh. Ah, Toshiya. Give in! I want you, you want me and it could be perfect. Right here in this hotel room. It’s too early in the morning for another sordid bathroom break, I tell myself while imagining it.
"Actually I would like to know," he says as he sits up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed. "I also want to know what you thought of last night."
"Last night when?" I ask as I wander into the bathroom and start to fix my hair.
"During the concert." He yawns and starts to put some clothes on, I can see in the corner of my eye.
"Oh. That." What should I say to that? My plan is failing miserably, I think. Kyo must have been right. "You know, I have to go talk to the short one this morning," I say trying to change the subject.
"What? Leave Kyo out of this, Kaoru. What did you think?"
"Are you being serious, Toshiya?" I ask calmly. Where’s that friendly giggle in his eyes? I’m starting to worry. Have I gone and destroyed his happy boyish style on him? "Totchi, I’m such an old man sometimes, you mustn’t take any notice of me." I say, trying to amend things.
"I do take notice of you. Or rather, I want you to take notice of me." He says softly. There are tears brimming in his lovely brown eyes. "I’ve tried so hard to get with you, Kaoru. Don’t you want me?"
I’m stunned. Absolutely stunned. I’ve got him right where I want him and suddenly that’s not what I want. I want him to be happy! I pictured him grinning wickedly as he begged me to be with him. "Maybe I don’t know you at all, Toshiya," I mumble. "Do you really want me?"
"Yes!" He groans as if to assert his views. "Fuck yes, Kaoru. Stop trying to tell me you’re an old man. I think you’re hot as hell."
"Why me last then?" I say. The hairspray’s gone missing somewhere and at the moment I can’t force myself to care. I exit the bathroom and regard him seriously. "Why everyone else and just now me if I’m supposed to believe you’re into me? I think you just want me because you haven’t got anyone else left."
"No, it’s not like that at all, Kaoru." Toshiya says. I’m forced to acknowledge how beautiful he looks in the morning, ever the beacon of light even with tears rolling down his cheeks. What an idiot I am. I really am way over my head. Damn you Kyo! "I really do want you." He says again.
"You must know I want you. I imagine you’re just trying to mess with my head, you naughty creature. I’m not the type to mess around with someone once or twice, you know that?" I shake my head and adjust the collar of my shirt, sighing deeply. "Toshiya, you own everyone. Why do you have to have me?"
"I don’t own everyone," he insists to me. He looks a little hurt.
"You damn well do. You, with your hot body, where every move is an expert flirtation, do own everybody. Your eyes, your lips and your hair – it doesn’t matter. You make people melt, Toshiya. Why does it have to be me?" In my own way, I’m still carrying on my quest. Now it’s not just for fun, though. It’s because I have to know, I need to understand that he really does want me and who I am. I’ve already come to accept that I want to reciprocate it, if it’s there.
His eyes are as round as saucers and he’s silent for a moment. "Because of the way I feel when you say things like that, Kaoru-sama. Doesn’t that make you different from everyone else? Don’t you think so?"
I’m charmed. "Well." I say with a grin. "So what, I love you." I shake my head again and he blows me a kiss. My knees go all wobbly. "But you still haven’t told me why me last and how long you intend to mess with me for."
He’s standing, throwing his arms around my neck. "Forever, if you’ll have me." He whispers. I’m shocked now, feeling my own arms snake around his thin waist and I’m hugging him ever so tightly. "Maybe I wanted to save the best for last, Kao-Kao. I want it to be meaningful now. Want me, Kaoru. Come on, please want me." He looks into my eyes, the flame in them fully relit. He’s on the prowl and I’m helpless to resist. I let out a little growl from the back of my throat as I push him onto the bed and kiss him passionately. He giggles and tells me I taste like toothpaste, then pulls me down for another one. There’s a knock at the door.
"Oh no." I whisper. "We’re late!"
"Yes, who is it?" Totchi calls calmly. I’m sure my voice would have shaken had it been me. I play with his blue hair as the sound of Die’s voice drifts through the door.
"Damn, you’re both late. What the hell are you doing in there? Totchi-kun, you’d better not be messing with our dear leader-sama, we actually need him too. Breakfast was ten minutes ago, Shin-chan’s saved you a few things for on the bus, okay?"
"Thanks Dai-Dai!" Toshiya calls sweetly. He’s so amazing. I’m still lying on top of him. "Do you want to continue?" he asks, grabbing my butt and snickering.
I bury my face into his chest for a moment and stroke his thigh. "I actually have to go. I have to sort out all sorts of things if we’re headed anywhere today. Die’s right for once."
"Oh no, Kao-Kao you mustn’t leave me!" he begs playfully, grabbing at me. If only I could stay here forever. "The clothes you’re wearing are simply too sexy to stay on." No, I really don’t want to go. I can’t possibly leave him here and…but I have to. Other obligations that include my Toshiya are calling.
"We will definitely continue this later. Do you love me?" I ask as I stand. It seems like my plan really has worked. He is begging me to take him! Stupidly, I don’t even have the time. Ah, Dir en Grey, where would I be without you?
"I do! I love you muchly my dear Kao-Kao." He smiles and sits up, yanking on a short black skirt and a sweater. "Just for you. Do you like it?"
"I love it." I say, looking at him appreciatively. "Let’s go, naughty."
"Is that your new nickname for me, fibu?"
"What the hell is fibu, you big nutter?" I laugh. He wanders over and grabs my butt, hard. I let out a gasp as he begins to rub it slowly.
"My nickname for you, silly. ‘Cause you have a fi-rm bu-tt, fibu."
I put my arm around him, wishing I wasn’t half-hard at the moment that I lead the way out the door.
Onto the bus we scramble after I’ve spoken to various representatives and managers. The others are already there, looking bored. I apologize for the wait and Shinya hands both Totchi and I a tiny plastic-wrapped bowl of fruit each and a roll. "It’s all I could manage to carry in my shirt, sorry guys. Plus Kyo tried to steal it." He apologizes. I give Shin-chan a big hug for being so thoughtful and sit down, staring at the fruit. I suddenly imagine that the strawberries and peaches in here could be used for better purposes. I look up at Toshiya, wondering if he’s thinking the same thing.
"I’m going to go do my makeup now." He announces. "I can’t exactly go bare-faced in a skirt this short."
"You and your tricks, Totchi." I grin. "Looking to pick up guys today?"
"Wouldn’t you like to know," he laughs as he begins to apply eyeliner.
"If you’re looking to make the world think you’re a girl today, you might want to shave." I tell him quietly. His face reddens and I pull a razor and cream out of my little backpack. He hugs me tightly.
Almost inaudibly, he whispers into my ear, "Thank you fibu, you’re a lifesaver. I love you." I hug him back and for a moment, I can’t let go. I stare anxiously at my watch while he disappears into the bus bathroom.
Returning, he looks dazzling. He’s done his hair in these magnificent elastically created dreadlocks and if I wasn’t aware of how masculine his voice was, I’d swear he was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life. Therefore, Toshiya satisfies all my needs. Probably the needs of almost everyone he meets, he just represents that much-centralized beauty. I’m dying over here, desiring him more than I can possibly handle. My pants are beginning to feel way too tight. I shoot him a meaningful look and call, "So, anyone up for some food? I’m starved. Can you believe how crap the breakfast was back at that hotel – thanks to Shinya for saving me some of it though?"
Of course I look at Kyo, who’s eager to agree. "I’m all for food," he says. He looks at me suspiciously, however. I know what he’s trying to ask me. "Are you teaching or being taught?" I guess we’ll find out in a few minutes.
Roadside grease-fests are the best and I love hamburgers immensely. "Guys, can you grab me a triple something-or-other and a shake?" I say. "I have to go to the washroom really badly." I toss Kyo some money, which he looks at, considering the options. "Don’t you dare!" I tell him. I can hear Toshiya claiming he has to go use the little boys room as well. People all around are staring at him in shock. Hell, they were staring at me. My Toshiya plays it up by swaying his hips as he follows me through the men’s room door.
There are three stalls and three urinals in this washroom and all of them are empty, thankfully. I head into the first one and unzip my trousers, as if I’m actually going to go. Toshiya slides under the door! "Hi there!" he calls from below me. "Need some assistance?"
"With what?" I ask, almost too late. I can feel his breath caressing me between the legs. My hands reach out to dig into his hair. When I remember they’re in dreadlocks, I grab them in fistfuls tightly, almost like handlebars. "Oh god, Toshiya," I moan as he licks and sucks me into a state of madness. "Mn, more! More!" I can’t even be bothered to keep my voice down and he scolds me teasingly. I laugh in broken breaths and thrust into his willing mouth, recalling in the back of my mind how I’d been by myself in a bathroom yesterday thinking of this. He’s looking up into my eyes, but I notice just as much love as lust there. In a few moments, I feel like I’m ready to come. I stumble back and end up sitting on the toilet. "Totchi, come here," I tell him. His erection is pushing his skirt into an odd state but it’s perfect for the moment. "You naughty thing," I snicker. "You were expecting me to do this to you, weren’t you?"
He grins and nods hopefully as I hold my fingers out for him to lick. When he complies, I pull him onto my lap and slide two of my soaked fingers inside him from behind, rubbing firmly once I find the very spot I’m looking for. He arches his back and moans, writhing in my arms. I rub harder, faster. "Hang on," I tell him as he grips my shoulders and grabs my back. The arm I’ve been hanging on to him slides down and I wrap my hand around his rock-hard length. I want to come; I want to come now. I’m sucking on his neck, kissing his chest through his sweater, stroking him into submission. He can’t stand it anymore and neither can I.
"Please," he gasps. "Take me, Kaoru."
I remove both my hands, lift his sweet body off of my lap and push him against the wall. His cheek is pressed against it as well as his palms but his legs, his butt – right where I want them. I lift his skirt and grab his hips. "I hope this is not too painful," I murmur as I push deep inside him. My hands grip him tighter as I expel a heavy moan. He feels incredible. "Mm, Totchi…You feel amazing." I push harder, wanting to be as much inside him as I possibly can. I can vaguely hear the bathroom door opening. He kisses me to shut me up. What does it matter? Whoever it is, they’re bound to see two pairs of legs. I shrug at him but he looks at me as if to say, "No, no, I have an idea."
His legs go on for miles. I’m glad he’s so tall because he can reach the lip at the top of the stalls. He curls his hands backwards onto them. "You’re so strong, ne," he murmurs quietly as he swings his hips into the air and I hook the back of his knees onto my elbows. My arms are going to ache eventually but what do I care, I keep pushing into him, feeling him slam every so often against the wall of the stall. I’m doing my best to carry his weight and I’m pushing harder, faster, taking him with everything I’ve got. I’m so into this I think I’m about to come.
"Wait, wait," I tell him as I hear the urinals flush.
"Hey, don’t stop on account of me," some guy calls from elsewhere in the bathroom. "Good for you man, take her hard!" The door opens and closes again, leaving me with beet red cheeks.
"Her, huh?" Toshiya asks, pretending to be hurt. I blush again and shake my head.
"I’m so glad you’re a man, Toshiya," I tell him. "Hang onto that stall thing tight for a moment, okay?" He grips tight and I push him up so that his knees are on my shoulders. I lean over, nestled comfortably between his legs and I take him into my mouth. I begin to move my lips as hard and fast over him as I possibly can, so deep I nearly choke every so often.
"I’m going to.. Oh, Kaoru, I’m going to.." he calls to me. That is, of course, the point. I take that as a sign to go faster. His hips are pushing up into my mouth and he’s having major problems trying to stay still so that he can actually cling to the bathroom stall. Then I feel the release. His liquid is hot, sticky and astonishing. It’s also all over my lips. I lick them satisfactorily and listen for a few seconds to the perpetual, overwhelmed moan of my Toshiya. I’m approaching so fast myself I can hardly stand. He unlocks his legs from my shoulders and I catch them back at my elbows. I’m sore all over, by now.
"Fuck me, Kaoru," he says desperately. He wants me to come inside him and that’s incredible. I’m only too happy to comply. His tight, warm ass is probably the place I could grow to love most on earth. Or perhaps it’s too late for that. He does his best to help me out, pushing towards me as I push into him, making it deeper and hotter because I know exactly how he wants it – hard. I claw at his thighs as I feel the approach, bang him faster and deeper with each thrust. I’m moaning, he’s moaning, the world’s a blur as I feel one hand leave his leg and slam into the bathroom stall. It’s leaving me, firing out in hot streams. I can’t feel my legs; it’s too incredible. It takes me a moment to focus enough to help him down. I’m surprised as the first thing he does is hugging me tight. "You’re much too amazing, fibu." He murmurs against my neck. I’m trying to hug him but my arms are almost spent. The next concert should be interesting, at this rate.
"Oh yes?" I grin at him as I pull my pants back on and smooth his skirt. "Just wait ‘til lunch time." I have to say, I’m beginning to love bathroom stalls. And I do love Toshiya and those tricks of his. I still can’t tell whether I’m teaching or being taught.