Author’s notes:  It’s a long chapter, na no da!  Well, it’s longer than the others.  I’m so very happy that you have liked the story and I have enjoyed writing it immensely!   Gomen, ne, Wrappedinplastiq, but you were out voted.  Besides, I’m not too fond of rotten produce myself. ~.*  It’s going to have to be a Ryo and Terry lemon.  And lots of it too!  On the other hand…I like your idea of having them deal with that particular scenario.  Can I write another fic base loosely around that?

A bit more angst and flashbacks.  I love writing flashbacks…it’s like a whole new story…

Warning:  Major sap and lemon ahead…please read at your own risk! 

Disclaimers: Not mine…want them but can’t have them….

By Moonraven

…..If I know you, I know what you’ll do

     You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream………..

“Nothin’ happened, Chiri!  I swear.”  Tasuki’s voice was tense with emotion.

“You don’t even remember, Tasuki.  But It’s alright, na no da.  You two were together long before I came into the picture, and I understand the attachment.”  His own voice was quiet and almost emotionless.  He felt the need to shut off all feelings or he will drown in the sadness threatening to engulf him.  Feelings he hadn’t felt since the incident with Kouran and Hikou emerged and he fear he will lose control.  Not Tasuki.  He never thought he would feel that pain of betrayal from Tasuki.  “It’s probably better this way.”  He turned to walk away but strong hand gripped his arm and whirled him back to face the angry bandit.

“Why won’t you fuckin’ believe me?  I love YOU, Chiri.  I would never do that to ya.”  Tasuki was nearly shouting in his desperate attempt to get his lover to believe him

He turned his sad mahogany eye to his lover.  “I saw you, Tasuki.  In his bed.”  A single tear rolled down his cheek in spite of his attempts.  “I saw you.”  It was barely a whisper but Tasuki heard it.

“Chiri…I…don’t remember any of it.”  Tasuki cradled his head in his hands and choked back sobs as he try to recall the previous night’s events.

“You were pretty drunk already when I left the dining hall.  Maybe it was my fault, Tasuki, I should never have left you to drink more.  But whatever the reason, it happened.”  He couldn’t help the quivering in his voice.  “I’m not leaving you, Tasuki.  I…just need sometime alone, no da.  I’m going for a walk, that’s all.”  He walked out the door leaving Tasuki crying brokenheartedly.

The sun was warm and high when he got to the lake.  In his solitude, he allowed himself to cry to his heart’s content.  He kept telling himself that even if it did happened, Tasuki was not in total control of his faculties.  He can’t even remember it, it couldn’t have been important.  But his heart ached at the thought of the man who brought love and life back to him naked, in another man’s bed.

He wasn’t sure how long he was there and was surprised to find Kouji’s chi approaching.  He let out a sigh, was he ready to deal with this?  With a sinking heart, he waited for the other man to join him.

“Chichiri?”  Kouji’s voice was strangely contrite.  None of the silly one man greeting chorus that Kouji always used.

“Hai, Kouji-kun.”  He forced a cheery voice to match his ever-smiling mask.

“Can I sit with you?”  Kouji asked, not looking at the monk.

“Of course, no da.”  He patted the spot of grass next to him.

They sat silently looking out into the lake for some time.  Finally Kouji found the courage to speak up.

“He loves you so damn much, Chiri.”  Kouji still could not meet the older man’s eyes.

He remained silent.  It was strange that this man would come to tell him that.  Wasn’t what happened last night what Kouji had wanted?

Kouji continued, “I’ve never seen him like this the whole fuckin’ time I’ve known him.”  Kouji’s voice was shaking slightly. “I’ve never seen him happier than when he’s with you, Chiri.”  Here Kouji turned to look pointedly at him.  “And I’ve never seen him this broken.”

Kouji continued to look at the silent man next to him.  “Nothing happened, Chiri.  I’m sorry to say that I really did want something to happen but he won’t have none of that.”  Kouji began to cry silent tears.  “Shit! I missed him so badly I thought if I could just get him in my bed, we can go back to the way things were.  I don’t know what the hell I was thinking.  He fuckin’ passed out on the way back to your room so I just put him in mine.”  Kouji bowed before the stunned man in front of him.  “I realized now that you two belong together.  I love him; he’s my fuckin’ best friend but I know that only you can make him happy.  Please Chiri, he didn’t cheat on ya!”

He stared dumbfounded at the man bowed in front of him.  ‘Nothing happened.’  He bolted to his feet, remorse flooding his whole being.  Tasuki!  What had he done to his Tasuki?

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“Ryo.  Ryo, we’re here.”  Someone shook his shoulders gently, calling him.

“Tasuki, I’m sorry.”  Ryo mumbled, coming out of his sleep.  He blinked sleepily and found gentle blue eyes staring down at him.

“Who’s Tasuki?”  Randy asked.

“Oh…um…a friend.”  Ryo swallowed the aching lump in his throat.

“You must have been really beat, you were out like a light.”  Randy came around and helped him out of the taxi.  The intensity of the dream left Ryo breathless and weak so he allowed the other man to help steady him as they walk to his apartment.

Once inside, Randy helped Ryo to the couch and deposited his pack on the dining table.  He came to stand arms akimbo in front of Ryo and studied him critically.

“You look pale.  I’m making you some tea.”  Randy went towards the kitchen.  “Chamomile okay?”  He called from the kitchen.

“Hm…that sounds good, no da.”  Ryo blinked in surprise.  Did he just say ‘no da’?  He looked around towards the kitchen to see if Randy had noticed the strange little speech pattern but the younger man was busy rummaging around the cupboards.

Ryo leaned back on the couch and took several deep breaths.  Why couldn’t he shake this feeling that he had wronged the most important person in his life?  ‘Because you had.’  His mind reproached him.  In his dream, he had wronged Tasuki and now he had hurt Terry.  Terry who said he was Tasuki.  Terry whose only crime was to offer him love.

            “I promise you this: whatever happens, I will never stop loving you, Tasuki.”

            “You’ll forget…” Tasuki said sadly.

            “Never.”  He told his lover firmly.

A soft knock on the door brought Ryo back to the present. 

“I’ll get it.”  Randy called.  “You sit.”  He told Ryo firmly and went to answer the door.  Ryo couldn’t fathom who could be visiting him; he didn’t usually have visitors.

“What the FUCK are you doing here?”  Came the clear, hard voice of Terry’s.  Ryo’s eyes widen in surprise and he swung around in his seat to face the door.  His jaws dropped.  A very pissed off Terry was standing in the doorway sizing up Randy.

“I told you I was taking Ryo home.  What the hell are YOU doing here?”  Randy was not fazed.  His eyes narrowed dangerously as he realized what was going on.  “Wait a minute, Terry.  Don’t tell me that Ryo had something to do with your fight with Ken.”

“It’s none of your damn business, Randy.  I need to talk to Ryo.  Alone.”  He pushed his way into the apartment and stopped short when he saw Ryo.  The older man was watching them silently over the back of the couch; eyes wide, moist lips slightly parted.  Terry took several calming breaths and decided that jumping Ryo right here, right now in front of Randy was probably not a good idea.  He had to be content with just looking for now and he drank in the breathtaking face for all he was worth. 

“Damn it, Terry!”  Randy’s voice was hard with suppressed anger.  “I don’t know what the hell your game is but leave Ryo out of it.”  He came to stand between Ryo and Terry.  “I know you, man.  I won’t have you adding Ryo to your Men-I-Fucked-With list.  What possessed you to do this shit to Ken?”

At the mention of his ex-lover’s name, Terry eyes clouded over and his expression became pained.  He closed his eyes as if he could shut out the agony he had caused his friend.  When he spoke, his voice was strained and hoarse with emotion.

“You have no idea how sorry I am about that.  I’ve never wanted to hurt him; he’s my best friend.”  Terry opened his eyes and turned to Ryo.  Pain clearly etched his features.  “But you.  You are my life, my breath…my very soul.”  His eyes filled with tears.  “You promised you’d never forget.”  Terry accused as tears fell heedlessly down tan cheeks.  “You fuckin’ promised.”  Terry whispered.

Ryo gasped at the pain in Terry’s eyes and images from the dream came unbidden to his mind.  Tasuki crying when he had abandoned him.  Tasuki trying to convince his lover of his love.  Tasuki wronged by him.  Tasuki telling him sadly that he’ll forget…and his own denial…’Never’…

Ryo let out a strangled cry as he leapt off the couch into Terry arms.  “Tasuki, I’m sorry.  I’m so very sorry.”  He wasn’t sure if he meant that he was sorry for doubting him in the dream or that he was sorry he had caused him so much pain here and now.  All he knew was that he needed to make this man feel better.  He needed to make everything alright again.  He clung to Terry as if he would disappear if Ryo ever let him go.  Gods, this felt so good, so right.  Ryo had never in his entire life felt this completeness, this contentment that he was feeling now.  Who cared if it was decided a thousand years ago?  HE had made that decision, he and Tasuki.  He could live with that…forever.

“Ahem…” Randy cleared his throat uncomfortably.  “What’s going on, guys?”  He looked really confused.  He had no idea they knew each other.

“I’m sorry, Randy.  Um…thank you so much for bringing me safely home.”  His hold tightened on Terry when he felt the other man stiffened.  “Terry’s right, we need to talk.  So if you don’t mind…?”  Ryo ended rather lamely.   Silence was thick in the room as Randy looked from one to the other.

The teakettle decided to create a diversion at that moment and they all let out breaths they weren’t aware they were holding.  Ryo disengaged himself from Terry and went to turn off the gas.  Randy and Terry continued the staring contest and after what seemed like hours to Ryo, Randy nodded briefly and said, “I’ll check on Ken.” 

“I’d appreciate it.”  Terry said quietly as Randy headed for the door.  Randy did not reply but nodded again as he left the apartment.

Left alone, the two men faced each other but words were difficult to come by.  They stood there and drank in each other as ones forced apart for so long. 

Terry broke the silence with, “I’m not supposed to rush you.” 

Ryo raised his brows, curious.  “Why?”

“Because…I don’t know, some crazy old coot was telling me that.”   He came a little closer to Ryo.  Ryo had a pretty good idea who the ‘old coot’ was.   “I also read the paper you gave us at the shrine.  You know, the ones with the stories.”  He took another step closer to his soul mate.   “I think I know what’s going on.”  They were now only inches apart.

“Tell me, Terry.”  Ryo’s voice was soft, encouraging.

“Our dreams…they were our memories…I remember those guys.  You know, the other warriors.”  Terry reached up and gently stroke Ryo’s scar.  “I’m glad you didn’t lose your eye this time around.”

“Hai, me too.”  Ryo traced Terry’s lower lip gently with his index finger.  This seemed so familiar.  He hissed sharply as Terry took his finger in his mouth and sucked vigorously.   Yes, this is so familiar.  He closed his eyes and moaned loudly.  The delicious sensation coursing through his body was making Ryo weak in the knees and he was infinitely grateful as he felt strong arms circled his waist and pulled him flushed against a hard lean body.  Ryo can feel Terry hardness pressed insistently against his own growing arousal and gasped as waves of incredible sensation crashed over him as Terry ground his hips against him.

Terry couldn’t believe how incredibly good it felt to have Ryo rubbing up against him this way.  He could do this all day, forever.  Ryo looked so fucking hot!  Shit!  He IS fucking hot with his head thrown back in abandon, panting slightly.  Terry wanted to taste the other man again and those inviting lips are just parted so enticingly…

Ryo felt Terry remove his finger and he moaned a protest but was promptly cut off as warm lips covered his.  All complaints forgotten as persistent tongue probed and caressed the recesses of his mouth.   Ryo had never experienced anything like this before.  Dreams with Tasuki were one thing but outside of that, he had never been so plundered.   Both hands came up to cup the redhead’s face as he gave as good as he got and was rewarded when Terry moaned into his mouth, trembling with need.

Ryo’s own arousal was becoming painful and with every friction he was brought closer to his release.

“No.”  He broke free abruptly, panting hard.

Terry released him immediately and took a step back.  “I’m sorry.  I…I wasn’t going to rush you.”  He was also breathing hard and his own aching member was screaming at him to grab Ryo again.

“No.  I meant not here.  Not like this.”  Ryo took Terry hand and almost dragged him into the bedroom.

Terry let out a huge sigh of relieve and when they had reached the bed, pulled the older man to him once more.  Their lips devoured each other hungrily and hands feverishly worked on buttons.   Terry had never felt such need as he was feeling now.  Of all the men and women he’s been with, none had affected him the way this man was affecting him now.  All those people; he now understood the restlessness in his sexual activities…he was looking for this man…and he had found him.

Terry was pushed back onto the bed as Ryo stood over him.  They were both stripped down to their jeans and the telltale bulge at Ryo’s crotch made Terry a notch harder.   Ryo bit his lips and looked a little nervous.  Terry held out his hand him and beckoned Ryo to join him.   Ryo tentatively placed his hand in Terry’s and allowed himself to be lead onto the bed.

“What’s wrong?”  Terry asked as he nuzzled the other man’s neck.  “Did you change your mind?”  He moved away and looked questioningly at Ryo.

“No.  That’s not it.”  Ryo murmured as he looked apprehensively at Terry’s straining pants.

“You’ve never done this.”  Terry said, tipping the other man’s chin towards him as he looked into Ryo’s eyes.

Ryo tried to look away but the hand firmly held his chin in place.  He swallowed the embarrassment and shook his head.  “Being with you in my dreams seemed so much easier.”  He chewed on his lips.  “I’ve never wanted anyone else.”

Terry bend and his lips gently, reassuringly.  “Do you want to do this?  We don’t have to if you’re not ready.”  He trailed his lips down Ryo’s neck and lick delicately at the base of his throat.

“Yes.”  Ryo whispered between gasps of pleasure.  “I want this, I want you.”

Terry pulled Ryo to lie down on his side facing him.  “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”  Terry told him as he stroked the older man’s arm gently.  Ryo leaned in and they kissed tenderly.  Their tongues caressing and stroking softly; no urgency, no rush, just tenderness that left aching sweetness in Ryo’s chest.

Terry’s hands slowly moved to caress down Ryo’s chest, pausing to rub tantalizingly at the sensitized nubs.  Ryo moaned into his mouth and arched into the teasing hands.  Encouraged by Ryo’s reactions, Terry continued his assaults on the older man’s senses.  Gently he pushed Ryo onto his back and his lips trailed down the delicate neck while his hands continued pinching and pulling.  Terry’s tongue flicked out to lap the sweet skin, leaving wet trail down the slender column to Ryo’s collarbone.  As his lips advances to the perfect contours of Ryo’s chest, his hands wandered lower to play with the area just above the waistband of the other man’s jeans.

Ryo couldn’t decide what he wanted to feel more of, the torturously sweet sucking at his nipples or the rough hands toying so close to his pulsing arousal.

Nudging Ryo’s legs apart, Terry positioned himself between his lover’s legs while his lips and tongue continued their descend, bathing the glorious body beneath him.

Ryo’s erection strained against the confines of his pants painfully and he moved to undo the buttons that will release his suffering.  Terry brushed his hands away and Ryo thrashed desperately under him.  Terry moved up and looked down at the writhing beauty in adoration.  Ryo’s hair had come loose and fanned about him on the pillow giving the appearance that his head was cradled in soft brown silk.  He was right.  Ryo was so hot Terry could come just watching him.  He bend down and captured his lover’s lips again; he can never have enough of Ryo’s taste.

“Hang on, Ryo.  I’m gonna make you feel SO good.”  He murmured as he lowered his hips onto Ryo’s, grinding their trapped arousals together.

Ryo gave an ecstatic shout as incredible pleasure shot through his entire being.  Eager for more of that feeling, he gripped Terry’s ass firmly while he thrust up into the hardness above him.  Terry let out a low groan and tore Ryo’s hands away, panting hard.

“Not yet, baby, not just yet.”  Terry whispered while his hands worked quickly to rid them both of their remaining clothing.  He looked down in amazement at the naked man panting beneath him.  “Fuck, Ryo, you’re so fucking beautiful.” 

Unable to control the trembling in his limbs at the thought of possessing this man, he lowered himself full length on top of Ryo.  Their throbbing arousal rubbed deliciously together until Ryo thought he would go mad with the pleasure.  Then it was taken away.  He cried out in distress and nearly screamed when he was engulfed whole in the wet heat of Terry’s mouth.

He came almost instantly, shooting spurts of hot seeds into his lover’s mouth.  Still panting, he rode out the waves of his orgasm as Terry continued to sucked and licked him clean.

Gods, Ryo tasted just like he had remembered.  Perfect.  He crawled up along the spent body and kissed the lips of his lover.

“Ya liked that?”  He asked as he flicked his tongue teasingly across Ryo’s lips.

Ryo nodded, speechless, as he slowly return to a less chaotic state.  He licked his lips where Terry had touched and saw that Terry was watching his tongue intently. He flicked the tip of his tongue across his lips again, tasting himself.  Terry let out a feral growl and swooped down to plunder Ryo’s mouth hungrily.

Terry’s obvious need and desire for him gave Ryo confidence and courage.  He flipped the other man onto his back and hovered over him.

“My turn.” He said huskily then leaned down to place a lingering kiss on his startled lover’s lips.

Terry was mildly surprised at Ryo’s bravado though maybe he shouldn’t be.  Chichiri and he had been equal lovers in bed and both had their share of kinky sex.  Ryo had been more reserved than the monk and Terry thought he would take sweet time teaching his lover.

All thoughts left him as Ryo mimicked his earlier actions and sucked his engorged nipples.  One of Ryo’s hands had already come dangerously close to his weeping cock and Terry thrust up involuntarily, needing to feel the friction that would send him to sweet oblivion.

Ryo complied, wrapping his slender hand firmly around Terry’s throbbing erection and gave him short swift strokes.  Terry thrust up urgently into the hand, marveling at how this man knows his body so well.  Every touch, every stroke that Ryo gave him brought him that much closer to the edge…and just when he thought that his world would erupt with the mounting sensation, Ryo pulled his hand away.

Terry grunted and looked at his sadistic lover in astonishment.  Ryo smiled seductively and asked, “Would you like me to finish this now or would you like to finish inside me?”

Terry gulped audibly.  “Shit, Ryo.  That sentence alone almost got me off.”  He then looked intently into Ryo’s eyes and asked, “Are you sure about this?”

“Very sure, Tasuki no da.”  Ryo lied back on the bed and spread his legs invitingly.

Terry swallowed hard and hopped off the bed.  “Be right back, Chiri, gotta get something to make it easy on ya.”  He came back with the tube of lube he carried in his pack.

Ryo raised his brows at the tube.  Terry grinned sheepishly.  “Gotta be prepared, you know…” he said lamely.

“No, I’m afraid I don’t know.”  Ryo mumbled under his breath as Terry settled once more between his legs.

Terry looked up into the eyes of his one and only love.  “That was before I found you, Chiri.  Never again will there be someone else.”

Tears filled Ryo’s eyes.  “Make me yours, Tasuki.  I’ve been empty without you for so long.”

“For you, Chiri, anything.”  Then he looked sharply at Ryo.  “You called me Tasuki!  And you said ‘no da’”

Ryo laughed.  His lover is still a little slow in some places.  “Hai.  Do you mind?”  Ryo asked softly, also recalling that Terry had called him ‘Chiri’.  It had felt right.

“Nah!  He’s me and I’m him.  We’re one and the same.”

“Yes.  I realized that now.  Souls never changed, they move on and they learn new things but they never change.”

“Ryo.”  Terry couldn’t thank his lucky stars enough for bringing his soul mate back to him.  “Relax, love, this will hurt at first.” 

He squeezed some lube onto his fingers then slowly eased one slicked digit in Ryo’s entrance and gently worked it in and out.  Ryo’s breathing was quickening and Terry glanced up to make sure his lover was not in pain.  Ryo’s face was flushed and his eyes were shut tight.  His head was thrown from side to side, lips parted in labored breaths.  Once he’s sure that Ryo was comfortable with one finger, he slowly inserted another, scissoring them inside the tight passage.   Ryo was now thrusting down into his hand wanting and needing more of that friction.  His erection was prominent again and precum dripped from the purple engorged tip.

Terry couldn’t help it.  He must have that incredible taste of Ryo again.  As his fingers skillfully work to loosen the older man, his tongue lapped the liquid at the turgid head.  Ryo whimpered and thrust up to meet the hot mouth above him.

Terry couldn’t take it any longer.  His own rock hard arousal was quivering with need and the sight and sound of the man beneath him was driving him out of his mind.  He removed his fingers and Ryo protested piteously.  He coated his painfully hard shaft with the lube and positioned himself at the eager entrance.

“Are ya ready, Ryo?”  He wasn’t sure WHAT he’d do if Ryo said ‘no’ but he had to ask.

“Hai.”  Ryo was wiggling, oh so sweetly. 

Terry braced his arms under the older man’s knees.  “We’ll go slow.  None of that stuff you pulled like the last time.”

Ryo was getting desperate.  He can just feel the head of his lover’s member nudging softly at his entrance and he ached to have that hot hard length inside him.

“Just DO it, Terry! I won’t break.”  Ryo pushed himself downwards; intending on taking the length himself but Terry was prepared for that.  He resisted Ryo’s attempt and slowly, maddeningly ease his trembling cock into his lover.  It took all of Terry’s control to not come right then and there.  Ryo was so hot and tight that his internal muscles squeezed Terry’s shaft in a grip that left him shuddering with pleasure.  Beneath him Ryo arched up, trying to take the deliciously thick organ fully into his body.  Terry rocked his hips forward slowly but steadily, sheathing himself in the tight heat.  Guttural moan escaped his lips as his entire being bathed in the intense raw sensation.

“Gods, Ryo!”  He gasped between pants.  “You feel so fucking good.”  He forced himself to remain still until Ryo had adjusted to his length.  Once he felt Ryo relaxed against him, he withdrew slowly and thrust in again.  This time Ryo thrust up to meet him and moaned loudly.

“Mmm, Faster, Terry!”  Ryo cried as he rocked his hips into Terry.  “Harder!”

That was all the encouragement Terry needed.  He withdrew again until only the head remain embedded in his lover then slammed back in with force that made Ryo scream in pleasure, his own being rocked with the intensity of the sensation.  Tirelessly he thrust into his partner, consumed only with the pleasure he was giving Ryo.

Sparks exploded behind Ryo’s closed eyelids as Terry hit that spot deep inside. His aching arousal twitched at the friction generated by their two bodies, sending chills throughout his body.   They continued this pace until Terry feel the familiar tightening in Ryo’s body signaling that the man was close to the edge.  He shifted his lover’s weight into one hand while he gripped Ryo’s dripping cock in another, pumping for all he was worth. 

Suddenly it was all too much for Ryo. The pressure that had been building uncoiled, spreading through his body like Tasuki’s flames.  Ryo’s world went white as hot searing pleasure erupted from the very core of his being.  He came with a shout, pumping hard and sending hot liquid into the hand that gripped him.  The spasm of Ryo’s body contracted around Terry’s shaft, causing his lover to moaned his name as he too, stiffened and, with a hoarse cry, spilled himself into Ryo's still trembling body.

Afterwards they lay silently holding each other. No words can describe the utter bliss they were experiencing.  They were complete.  Their destiny fulfilled.  They were one.  Somewhere in the back of their mind, they heard a bird cry.  They drifted off to sleep bathed in the ethereal red glow of their God’s love.

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“Mmm…Chiri…” Ryo woke to someone murmuring his name.  He blinked at the dimming light and looked at his alarm clock.   6 p.m.

Warm legs tangled lovingly around his and he jerked away abruptly until he recognized the bright flaming hair of his lover.  He laughed softly; not even the low lighting can snuff out the brilliance of Tasuki’s hair.

Tasuki.  Terry.  Warm fuzzy feeling grew in the pit of his stomach at the sight of his soul mate cuddling next to him.  This was so perfect.  Why had he resisted it in the beginning?

Ryo hissed and jerked upright in bed.  6 p.m.!  “Oh, no” he groaned.  He had a reception to go to at 8.  This is NOT good.  Gently he pushed Terry off of him and heard the other man muttered his name again.  Ryo smiled as he stripped and hopped into the shower.  He didn’t want to leave his love now that they’ve found each other again but this reception was for his mentor and he simply cannot miss it.  Maybe Terry will come with him…

Ryo whirled around at the sound of his shower door opening.  His breath caught in his throat as a very naked Terry step into the stall with him.  He blinked and swallowed as blood rushed to his groin once again at the sight of the gloriously golden Terry.

“Terry.”  He squeaked.  Nothing else came to mind.

“I can’t sleep if you’re not with me, Ryo.”  Terry pulled him into his arms and nuzzled his neck.  Water trailed down the former bandit hair and body making both their bodies slick as they move against each other.

“Er…Terry?”  He breathed.  “We don’t have much time, I have to go to a … thing.”  What was it called again?

“We’re half way there already, Chiri.”  Terry licked the cascading water from the side of his throat, while his hand tuck and pull at Ryo’s hardening member.  Ryo moaned at the exquisite ministration.  “I need you.”  Terry murmured into his mouth as the redhead devoured his lips hungrily.  “I need to feel you inside me.”

How can he deny Terry anything?  “I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.”

“Never.”  Terry grabbed the shower gel and coat Ryo’s steely length, rubbing just a little longer than necessary.  He loved it when Ryo threw back his head in abandon as he stroked the older man’s arousal.  His own was hot, hard and quivering with the need for release.  Gods, he could never have enough of Ryo.  “Please, Chiri.  I want you to fuck me.”

Ryo looked into Terry’s amber eyes, dark with desire.  He turned Terry around to face the wall of the shower stall and spread his legs wide.  Ryo took some of the gel and work it between Terry firm cheeks, seeking out the hidden entrance.  He pressed one finger in gingerly while he reached around the younger man to grab his erection.  Terry moaned and thrust back into Ryo’s finger then thrust forward into Ryo’s firm grip.  As Terry pumped back and forth, Ryo inserted another finger and work to loosen the tight ring.

Terry was moving frantically against the double stimuli and he wasn’t sure he could hold it much longer.  “Now, Ryo. NOW!”

Ryo coat his aching member some more, just to make sure, and slowly slid into Terry body.  Terry rocked back against him and Ryo found himself embedded to the root inside the trembling body.  “I like it rough, Ryo.  I ain’t gonna break.”  He thrust back hard against Ryo to demonstrate.

Ryo was seeing red as pounded into the incredibly tight heat.   Their bodies slick with water and shower gel and they continued the familiar rhythm, gasping and grunting their pleasure.  Terry gasped as Ryo hit his prostate and shuddered uncontrollably, sparks of pleasure shooting through his spine.  He grabbed his arousal and pumped in time with Ryo’s long strokes and within second shout out his release, spilling his seeds into his hands and the shower wall. 

The sound of Terry release and the tightening of the already tight passage pushed Ryo over the edge as well and he emptied himself with a strangled cry into his lover.

They helped each other wash up as best they could as they stopped here and there for quick kisses and caresses.  Ryo, deciding that he did not want to be without his koi, insisted that Terry join him.  Since they were similar in build, Terry being only an inch or so taller, he was able to fit into Ryo’s suit.  Within half and hour of their bath time fun, the two men were out the door.

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The reception hall was filled with professors and teachers and Terry had never felt more like he’s back in school.  Ryo looked great!  He was in his element.  Terry felt like the dunce they let out for good behavior.

“TASUKI!”  Terry whirled at the sound of his name and was glomped by a gorgeous girl with hair so black it had looked dark purple at first glance.  Then he realized that it was these crazy glitters that girls now a day was into.   He pushed her off of him roughly. 

“Who the fuck are you?”  He looked around for Ryo, hoping he didn’t see that.

“That is no way to talk to a lady, Tasuki.”  A rich deep voice answered.  He turned towards the voice and found a tall man beside the crazy girl earlier.  He was beautiful with long dark brown hair.  They looked so very familiar.  Terry blinked and gasped as he remembered who they are…

“CHICHIRI!”  The crazy girl screamed and rushed past him to jump his lover.  “See, Hotohori-sama?  I told you Chichiri would find us.”

“Ack!  Ano…Nuriko…I can’t breathe, no da…” His koi was turning blue.

“GET OFF HIM, YOU MUSCLED BOUND FREAK!”

“Mou, mou, Tasuki-chan…”

*SMACK*

“WHO’RE YOU CALLING A FREAK, FANG BOY?”

“Nuriko, please remove Tasuki from the wall.”

And so the journey to collect the rest of the seishi begins…

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Moonraven’s note:

LOL!  I just had to add that part in.   Thank you so much for finishing this story with me.  I have to admit I really enjoyed writing it. 

I know that I had the characters going from Ryo to Chichiri and Terry to Tasuki.  I just wanted it shown that they are one and the same and that it really didn’t matter. 

That was a lot of lemon…ack!    (nearly faints form writing too much and not getting enough)  Hm…where is that husband of mine?   Oh, honey-y-y-y-y!

~owari~

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