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Title: With a Little Help From My Friend
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seinen_no and fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru [of course]
Disclaimer: We own no one and it’s all for fun.
Comments: Okay, we’re both braindead so we can’t even write a proper comment here. And of course that’s not true, because only fonulyn doesn’t have a bit of brains here. I’m the intelligent one, so I’ll take over the world. And by the way, Kao and Die live in my closet and are mine and mine only!
Except that she’s just babbling something incoherent now, seinen_no I mean. She’s just a little braindead girl from Germany and I just made her deaf by screaming in her ears when she tried to kill me. Okay, so it’s probably better just to go to the fic that we wrote for this DxK Takeover^^
It’s not betaed since we had this unfortunate accident with beta.
So, enjoy.
With a Little Help From My Friend
It was shortly past one pm when Kaoru opened the door to the hotel room he was sharing with Die. They just had attended an interview and were now finally free to spend the rest of the day as they pleased. One of those rare days on tour where they didn't have a gig somewhere or had to spend their night on the plane or tourbus to reach the next location. The redheaded guitarist had been awfully cranky the whole morning and Kaoru blamed the lack of sleep. They had gotten up early this day and had spent half of the night before in a bar, too psyched to sleep after the gig. None of their other three bandmates had been seen this day and Kaoru assumed that they were probably still asleep or, in case of Toshiya, had gone shopping after a late breakfast.
Now, the lead guitarist kicked off his shoes and sat down at the edge of the bed, eying his room-mate with an amused smile on his lips. Die was cursing for he didn't manage to unlace his sneakers and finally pulled them off, kicking them in a corner with an annoyed growl. But there was nothing amusing in the situation if one asked Die. He had been in a bad mood for days already. Only the shows and some alcohol seemed to make him relax in the evenings, but it was a common thing to see him grumpy all day lately. He headed straight to the bathroom, accidentally kicking the doorframe in passing by, which caused him to launch several curses and his mood to darken even more. After a moment he re-appeared, plopping down to sit on his own bed, still looking like he could kick random passers by if they happened to say something to him.
First, Kaoru thought about doing what he had resolved upon, namely taking a shower and then reading a book which he hadn't done in a long time. But Die's obvious grumpyness wouldn't allow him to relax anyway with all his cursing and the annoyed sighs he made from time to time. So he suppressed the amusement in his voice and faced his bandmate. "Could you please tell me what's bugging you lately? You're worse than Kyo."
Die raised his head a bit, looking at the other through some red strands that had fallen on his face. "What do you mean bugging me? I'm perfectly fine." Despite his words, his tone made clear he was still grumpy as hell.
"Yeah, sure." The lead guitarist snorted and shook his head. Inwardly, he cursed himself already for having addressed the topic at all. On the other hand, he would have to put up with the redhead and his mood for longer now and wasn't willing to let the other drag him down as well. "And that's why you yelled at that poor assistant for bringing you still water instead of sparkling; because you're perfectly fine, right?" Although Die always used to be grumpy in the mornings, lately he was insufferable the whole day.
"Right." Die shrugged the topic off, turning to look out of the window. He thought that if he just plainly ignored the other he'd let it be. However, he had underestimated Kaoru's stubbornness, and a long moment later when he glanced back at the other again, the lead guitarist was still staring questioningly at him. "What?"
Kaoru arched an eyebrow and remained silent for a few moments. He had no idea what could've caused his friend to get into such a bad mood. "That's what I want to know. What? See, we have this free day and I'm determined to enjoy it, so you either tell me what's bugging you or get the hell out and annoy somebody else."
The redhead snorted, obviously not willing to do either of the mentioned. A short silence landed between them, but finally the younger man spoke, his voice cutting through the silence although it was considerably more silent than just a moment ago. "I'm horny." He had averted his gaze, again looking out of the window.
Kaoru had to bite back the chuckles that were forming in his throat and shook his head grinning. He reached for his bag under the bed, rummaged through it, finally finding what he had been looking for. Wordlessly, he tossed the latest issue of the playboy at Die's feet. "Then do something about it."
Die rolled his eyes. "I don't wanna. Not what you had in mind." He sighed, falling back so he was lying flat on the bed.
"Don't wanna?" Befuddled, the lead guitarist scratched his head. Since he had urged his friend to talk to him, he now wanted to find a solution to his problem. "Then go out. I mean alone and get laid," he suggested, content with his clever idea.
"It's not that easy, you know." The younger man had closed his eyes, and now rolled over so he could press his face into the mattress. "I'm so grumpy that I scare everyone away."
With a huge sigh, Kaoru stood up, crossed the short distance, and carefully sat down beside him, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Well, then you need to get rid of the grumpyness. C'mon, once you had one or two beers, you're back to your true charming natural self. Besides, there are a lotta girls out there who don't give a damn about your mood. They just want a piece of the famous guitarist." Although it was meant to lighten up the other's mood, Kaoru knew that this argument wasn't especially a good one, so he added. "They'd do for a night."
Die's voice was muffled as he still kept his face against the mattress. "But this is a shitty little town and I doubt they have even good bars around here." He knew he was whining and being irrational, but he was so frustrated that he simply felt like complaining.
"Die, then jerk off for god's sake. If you keep on rejecting my suggestions, I can't help you." Kaoru got back on his feet, equally annoyed by then. "Don't you think that others might have the same problem?" he asked before storming into the bathroom. He was convinced that any further talking would be just a waste of his precious free time since the redhead didn't want to be helped anyway. So the lead guitarist went back to his initial plan and stripped to take a shower.
For a moment the younger man staid where he was, silently thinking what the other had told him. The truth was that he didn't know himself why he was so reluctant to just quietly jerk off or go and pick up someone from the nearest crappy bar. But still he didn't want to. Feeling that the silence was too suffocating, he got up and followed his friend to the bathroom. The door was unlocked, and the lead guitarist was already under the warm water spray, so Die simply sat on the toilet seat, pulling his legs against his chest. "Don't you think it's hard? I mean, what we do. We have practically no free time, and I'm sure I'm not the only one whose sex-life is dying."
Kaoru had noticed the other before he had directed his words at him and so he remained calm. "Well, it's a drag sometimes, but still only a small price to pay for being allowed to live on what we love to do the most." Deafened by foam in his ears, he spoke a bit louder than usual. "Maybe Toshiya would be the better contact person for you since he doesn't seem to have any problems at all." The lead guitarist understood his friend's inner torment all too well. There were times where one would just want to have someone to rely on, to come home to without having the need to go through the troubles of dating first. After rinsing his hair, he turned off the tap, opened the shower-door and reached out his hand. "Towel."
Wordlessly the younger man handed the other a big fluffy towel, watching in silence as he began to dry himself. He only saw a blurry figure though, for the shower had walls that weren't exactly see-through. "Don't get me wrong, I love what we do. But I can't fucking live in celibacy for all my life!" The frustration was clear in his voice, as well as in the huge sigh that escaped him. "And I can't exactly start a row of one night stands if I don't want the magazines to fill with all the dirty details."
Although he knew another suggestion would be futile for Die obviously was determined to wallow in self-pity, Kaoru tried his luck once more. "Then get yourself a date. Go out and find somebody for longer. If Shinya managed, you should have no problems." He tried to sound encouraging, but couldn't help to be annoyed by his friend's constant whining. After wrapping the towel around his hips, the older guitarist stepped out of the shower and cast a quick glance at the redhead. With his sulkily pursed lips and a mixture of defiance and frustration displayed on his facial features, he looked like a teenage boy. Kaoru was sure that he wouldn't have any problems to find somebody if he kept that expression. However, he tore his eyes away and faced the mirror that was clouded by the steam inside the room.
Die kept his eyes on the older man, who began to dry his hair in front of the mirror. "The problem is that my relationships never last." He shrugged, obviously so convinced of his own point of view that he didn't even need the time to think about it. "The constant travelling pisses off even the most patient person, and eventually everyone just dumps me."
Grinning widely, Kaoru turned around and shook his head. "As far as I remember, you were the one who dumped at least the last three I know about," he stated bluntly. For some reason, the redheaded guitarist had indeed problems to keep a relationship going for longer and Kaoru had often asked himself about the reason. The Die he knew was funny, nice and charming; easy to get along with. It was true though that the constant travelling made it hard to keep up a steady relationship and since Die was easily exited by new things, they were doomed to fail in the beginning already. However, he couldn't even remember the latest of his own longer relationships and just jumped from one short affair to the other.
"I did." The redhead confessed with a sigh. "But they started to cling onto me too much. And besides, it was ages ago." For a moment he pressed his forehead against his knees, whining. "I haven't had anyone in weeks, and self-gratification is no fun." Most of his former girlfriends had accused him that he didn't even want the relationships to work, and he was subconsciously killing every single affair. He had to admit that there was some truth in it though, since he had never been exactly willing to work for relationships at least this far.
"Gods, Die, please stop it. You're making me feel miserable too." As a sign for his surrender, Kaoru threw his hands up and opened the door to leave the room, mumbling "And horny too." on his way out. Until then, he had managed to push away the urge for sex pretty well; fully content to spend some silent moments in the toilet with his playboy. Die had just uncouthly reminded him that he hadn't had any in quite some time as well.
After a moment the younger man followed again, like a stray dog that followed the first person who showed some kindness to him. "But I can't help it." He sat down on his bed again, practically sitting on his left leg. "It's goddamn frustrating, especially since no one else seems to whine. Do you think it's fun to listen to Toshiya's latest story about the hot chick he got to screw the night before while all I had was the company of my own hand?"
Accompanied by and annoyed sigh, Kaoru buried his face in his cushion, trying to suffocate himself. "At least your hand knows what it does," he said mockingly, the words muffled. When he looked up to see the reaction on his friend's face, he had to giggle. "Are you aching?" The way Die sat there looked a bit inhibited and uncomfortable.
"What?" Die frowned. "I told you already that I'm needy, frustrated, angry and so goddamn horny." His leg was getting numb, but he didn't want to move for the slightly unpleasant feeling at least somewhat distracted him and made him forget for a moment how frustrated he actually was.
Without giving it a second thought, Kaoru got up and pushed the redhead to lie flat on the mattress, then climbed on his lap. "Then let me help you." Initially, he had intended it to be a joke to mock the other, but now became painfully aware that all he wore was a towel and his naked butt rested heavily on his friend's crotch. He had imagined this situation a couple of times before, to try it with a man and preferably with his best friend whom he trusted. But it's different to imagine things secretly, knowing one would never dare to live up to the fantasy, than to actually do it. Blushing furiously, he thought about a believable way to escape, convinced that Die would either begin to yell at him any second or punch him in the face for messing with his hornyness.
Die did neither though, and his expression was priceless as he stared at the other with eyes wide and mouth hanging open. "What?" The older guitarist had taken him completely off guard, and he was too stunned to react in any way. Instead he felt his needy body reacting to the fact that the other was pressing his rear against his groin, and it made him blush until the colors of their faces matched.
It took a few moments before Kaoru got over the initial shock his own action had caused. Slowly, his frantic heartbeat calmed down enough for him to gather a clear thought. The growing bulge in the younger man's pants that pressed against his butt, along with the deep red on his cheeks that displayed utter embarrassment, made him secure and willed him on to extend this little game. Who knew what would come of it? Both were equally needy and Kaoru thought that this could help both of them out of their misery. So he decided to take his chances, bent down and answered smirking. "I said, that I can help you."
After the words reached Die's brains his heart started to beat frantically, as the red on his cheeks deepened even more. "Wha- what do you mean?" He had heard it full well, but he still couldn't believe this was happening. He had nothing against it though, he had had his experiments with men also and he had always considered the lead guitarist to be highly attractive. Still all this had just happened so fast, and he couldn't help but to feel the other wasn't being serious.
Momentarily, the lead guitarist's newly won self confidence faded and threatened to leave him completely, because Die didn't react the way he had anticipated. He knew he had crossed a line and even if he would have wanted it, it was too late to make it undone now. Since the other still hadn't pushed him away nor said that he should stop, he gathered the last remains of courage that was in him, swallowing hard to make his voice sound secure. "I mean something like this." With having said that, he pushed his right hand between them and brushed over the other's growing need. Die's lips were looking so inviting, lush and slightly parted, yet Kaoru didn't dare to kiss him, afraid to go too far with an intimate gesture like that.
All conscious thoughts left the redhead's mind momentarily as he felt the other's hand on his groin, sending a pleasurable shudder up his spine. His head lolled against the mattress, his eyes falling shut as he couldn't keep them open. He had to wet his dry lips with his tongue, swallowing hard several times before he could force out the words that were on his mind. "I need more than that."
Finally, Kaoru could smile again and he relaxed a bit despite the burning heat in the lower part of his body. The usual rationality that guided his actions had left him and all he could think about was to relieve the tension within. Swiftly, he pushed Die's shirt up to his armpits and dragged his tongue along the warm and smooth skin. He had known the other for so many years, knew his movements and his scent. But never in his life would he have imagined him to taste sweet like this. Impatiently, he removed the shirt completely, slid to the side and fumbled about the redhead's buckle. "If you want more, you need to help me a bit." The voice sounded odd due his already heavy respiration caused by the excitement.
Die's eyes shot open and he nodded hastily. The basic hornyness in him had grown into aching need, and he didn't want to risk that the older man would suddenly pull away if he didn't act fast enough. He grabbed the towel that was around the lead guitarist, throwing it somewhere to the side, his eyes instantly roaming over every inch of uncovered skin. "Enough help?" He smirked, searching for the other's gaze.
The slight blush that had lingered on Kaoru's cheeks deepened until they adorned a shiny red. But he got a grip on himself quickly. After all, both of them knew how a naked, aroused man looked like. "Perfect," he grinned and swiftly opened the other's pants. Not wanting to be the only one exposed, he took a firm hold of the waistband, tugging at the rough fabric. To help the other the younger guitarist lifted his hips to make it easier to pull the pants down. He just stared at each movement Kaoru made, the sight only feeding his own lust.
When the older man climbed back to sit on him, he couldn't resist the temptation anymore and grabbed Kaoru's head, pulling him down and crushing their lips together. He wasn't sure if the other would allow him to kiss him, but he decided to take the risk. All doubts that might still have been there vanished at the moment when the older guitarist felt Die's soft lips on his own, tentatively tracing the line of his bottom lip with his tongue. Almost shyly, he opened his mouth, meeting the other's tongue with his own.
The kiss was slow and insecure but as soon as they had parted, they began the next one, more passionate and demanding. Die even moved his hands up to tangle his fingers in the older's hair, keeping him there so he couldn't break the kiss unexpectedly. Slightly, tentatively he moved his hips, bucking up against Kaoru to bring their bodies closer together.
A silent gasp for breath caused Kaoru to open his mouth further as the barely palpable friction sent laces of pleasure through his body. Being partly immobilized by the firm hold his friend had on his head, he grabbed a fistful of red strands on his side, forcing him to tilt his head to deepen the kiss as far as possible. The fact that Die was kissing him like a man would, demanding and possessive in a way, evoked sensations the lead guitarist couldn't remember to have felt before.
The need for air forced them apart after some time, but they only gasped for breath before starting all over again. On some level Die thought this was something he could go on doing forever, just exchanging feverish, demanding kisses with the older man. But the need inside of him was getting bigger, and he couldn't help but to arch up again, fighting for friction. The other's desperate movement made Kaoru all too aware of his own need and he blindly reached for the nightstand, still keeping the kiss going. Somewhere deep inside he regretted that they had started all this as a pretence to let off steam for he was fearing that he'd never get the permission to kiss his friend like this ever again afterwards.
However, he was aching too much to dwell on that thought for long and instead snatched a condom from the top drawer. He slid between Die's legs, gently forcing him to part them with his knee, before opening the wrapping and rolling the condom over his arousal. For a few moments, he let his gaze roam over every inch of the other's body, relishing the sight.
Die swallowed hard, parting his legs even more to make room for the other man. To him it was pretty obvious that the lead guitarist hadn't had sex with another man, at least he didn't seem to be experienced in that area. "You know, you can't just fuck me without preparing me first." Although his words might've sounded a bit impertinent, his voice was soft and made clear he wasn't trying to mock the other or anything. Steadying himself up with his arm, the redhead reached to the bedside for his bag, hoping he'd still have what they needed. After all he really hadn't been with anyone for weeks, so he wasn't really sure. With a victorious little sound he pulled a tube of lubricant from the bag, handing it to the older man. "There."
The lead guitarist looked a bit helpless and automatically took the lube from the other. "Yeah sure," he mumbled ashamed, "I knew that." Of course this was just a white-lie and meant to protect his dignity. While he was pouring a generous amount of the sticky substance on his hands, he suddenly had an inspiration and looked directly in the younger guitarist's eyes, questioning him with his gaze. "You had sex with guys before?" They were best friends and basically had talked about everything, but he couldn't remember that Die had ever mentioned having bisexual ambitions.
The answer was simply a smirk, and the younger man changed the subject after nodding towards the other's lubricated fingers. "You know what to do next?"
"Well yeah," was the short reply before Kaoru moved Die's left leg up a bit and pushed his index finger inside him, moving overly carefully. He felt like a blushing virgin and the heat returned to his cheeks. Technically, he knew what to do, but practically he was trembling and fearing to do it wrong.
"Add another one." Die instructed, closing his eyes and trying to relax his muscles as much as he was able to. "I'm not going to break down." He couldn't help but to feel a bit nervous though, since he didn't have that much experiences with men, and he usually preferred to top.
Obediently, the older man did as he was told, grateful that Die stayed so calm for he was hellishly nervous himself. He scissored the fingers, trying to stretch the passage and finally added even a third, only to be sure. "Enough?" he asked, unsure if he could bear the waiting any longer. The redhead thought for a moment, before nodding honestly. "I think so." At least the fingers inside of him didn't feel that odd anymore, and he was pretty certain that was enough. "Just go for it."
Knowing that this could and probably would be painful in the beginning for the other, Kaoru bent down and pressed a desperate kiss on his lips. "Okay, just tell me when to stop." He went back to his former position and took a firm hold of Die's hips while slowly penetrating him. Unknown pleasure shot through his body and blurred his vision when he felt the muscles frantically trying to adjust to the intrusion. "Gods .. this is so tight," the older guitarist moaned hoarsely and closed his eyes to savor the sensation.
Die bit his lip not to scream as the burning pain shot up from his lower back, forcing him to squeeze his eyes shut tightly. It hurt more than he had remembered it would, and for a brief moment he almost told the older man to stop, that he couldn't take it. He forced himself to relax though, and when his muscles began to adjust to the intrusion he was slowly beginning to feel better. And he knew it would get even better eventually. "Gosh, just move. Move!" With a slight jerk of his hips he urged the other to start moving, needing it, needing to feel the other.
Still careful, Kaoru withdrew a bit and thrust forward. The tightness around him was almost painful and caused a friction that made him feel things that were beyond his grasp. After a few moments, he became more secure and picked up a steady rhythm while locking his gaze on the younger man, hoping to see the same pleasure on his face that he was going through right now. Somehow this was more important to him than the main act itself.
A series of low groans escaped the redhead as the pain began to subside, the need and heat inside of him blinding off everything else. He tried to move against the other, meeting the thrusts halfway and forcing him in deeper. After a particularly deep thrust he couldn't hold back the scream that had been lingering in his throat, as a blinding flash of pleasure coursed through him, making him almost sit up on the bed. He grabbed the older's shoulders, digging his fingers into the soft flesh in desperate need to hold on to something.
Overwhelmed by this reaction, Kaoru tried to enforce his thrusts even more, but when he felt he was teetering on the edge, only an inch away from orgasm, he slowed down, desperately clinging on to the moment he shared with the younger man. Had it been an act to satisfy carnal needs in the beginning, now he only wanted to extend what was probably a nonrecurring incident, to savor the feelings that shut down his brain.
Die whimpered as the other slowed down, the feelings that were coursing through him enough to drive him insane, but not enough to grant him completion yet. His chest was heaving with irregular pants, as he was so seriously out of breath that he couldn't form words, couldn't tell the other how he needed more, couldn't even beg. So he only settled for holding tight onto the older's shoulders and trying to breathe.
Wanting to taste the other again, Kaoru initiated a sloppy but nevertheless passionate kiss. The heat threatened to burn him from the inside and a shiny layer of sweat covered their bodies. The kiss didn't last long for both of them were panting harshly, barely able to fill their lungs with the vital oxygen. Slowly, relishingly, the older man licked away a drop of salty sweat that ran down Die's temple. Unable to hold back longer, he picked up the pace and force of his thrusts again, yet stayed close to the other's body, torturing both of them.
Feeling the other's tongue on his skin caused a pleasant shudder run through the redhead, and he fought to open his eyes so he'd be able to look at the other. Seeing the display of passion on the lead guitarist's face made him shudder again, as each wave of pleasure seemed to shake both of them, course through their joined bodies at the exact same time. The feelings were so intense, divine even, that Kaoru couldn't handle them and he was trembling violently. When their gazes met, a feverish glance in the redhead's eyes, everything seemed to stand still for a split second. Hypnotized, the older guitarist couldn't look away and offered the other a faint smile.
They had developed a common rhythm, their bodies moving in almost perfect unison against each other. When Kaoru felt that he wouldn't last any longer, teetering on the edge, he instinctively moved his hand between their clammy bodies and laced his fingers around Die's length to help him find completion together with him. It didn't take much, as the younger man was already only inches away from release, he simply couldn't take any more. Feeling Kaoru's hand on his arousal caused him to scream again and the climax hit him almost instantly, rocking through every molecule of his being, blinding everything else from his consciousness. His muscles spasmed, he wasn't even in control of his own movements anymore.
The increasing tightness around him took Kaoru by surprise and pushed him over the edge instantly. Moaning hoarsely, he released himself deep inside Die, the knowledge itself bearing an indescribable sensuality although it was somewhat smothered by the condom he wore. Lost in the haze the orgasm had cast over him, he collapsed on the other's trembling body and tried to catch his breath, incapable to speak, let alone pull out.
His chest still heaving, Die staid still for several moments, only trying to land back to reality. He was still lingering somewhere beyond this world, his whole being trembling uncontrollably. Grateful that the younger guitarist didn't intend to move or say anything to disturb the moment, Kaoru allowed himself to enjoy the closeness and the blissful feelings that had filled him completely. After what seemed to have been an eternity, he finally backed himself up and pulled away from the other. After getting rid of the limiting rubber, dropping it heedlessly to the floor, he lay back down on the younger man.
Instinctively the redhead wrapped his arms around the other man, closing his eyes and simply relaxing there and enjoying the other's warmth. He had no idea how the older man was going to react now, and wanted to at least enjoy the few moments he was allowed to have. Similar thoughts were nagging Kaoru and he feared that in a couple of minutes, when the other had come back to his senses, he would make him go back to his own bed. However, he couldn't prevent the content sigh from being voiced when he felt Die's arms around him and snuggled against him, closing his eyes.
Pleasant warmth was spreading into Die's limbs along with the tiredness. Somehow this all still felt a bit unreal, but he had to voice his thoughts in a silent whisper. "That was amazing."
The answer was hysterical laughter. "Yeah ... A completely different experience." Kaoru thought that it would be better if either of them broke the moment, although he surely didn't want to. "So," drawled he, "you really did that before?"
"A few times." Die answered honestly, nodding. They had talked about almost everything before too, so why shouldn't his friend know that as well.
"Why'd you never tell me?" The lead guitarist sounded offended, but then thought that his friend had the right to keep things a secret. "Sorry," he quickly apologized, shaking his head a bit.
The redhead smirked, raising his hand to ruffle the other's hair. "Don't apologize." He became a bit more serious, thinking about the answer. "Well, I dunno. You never asked and I never thought about it that much."
"Oi, not the hair!" Kaoru pouted sulkily and sat up, glaring at Die in mock-anger. "Only because I fucked you doesn't give you the right to touch everything," he admonished the other giggling and left the bed. Glad that they still could talk as friends as it seemed, he quickly wanted to flee the scenery and think about the recently experienced alone. "I'm taking a shower." With having said that he went towards the bathroom, but turned around in the doorframe, smirking widely. "Anyhow, if you ever feel too needy, I'll be glad to help."
Die shook his head, chuckling. "Just go, you old perv." He gestured with his hand towards the bathroom. However, as the other disappeared his smile vanished, and a small sigh left his lips. What was he supposed to think about all this? A part of him was really disappointed that the older man had left, another part was relieved he got to think of this alone. If he hadn't been so sweaty and dirty he'd tried to sleep, but now he only staid awake, staring at the ceiling and waiting for his turn to shower.
Laughing, Kaoru waved at the redhead, but as soon as the door closed behind him, he leaned against the cold wood and closed his eyes. He was perfectly aware that they had left the friend-zone and it would be hard to return to where they had been two hours ago. The thing that bothered him the most was that he had no idea if he wanted things to get back to normal between them. Maybe time would give the answer and so he stepped into the shower, turned it on and let the hot spray wash away Die's scent and the remains of his fluids from his body.
Authors:
seinen_no and fonulynRating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru [of course]
Disclaimer: We own no one and it’s all for fun.
Comments: Okay, we’re both braindead so we can’t even write a proper comment here. And of course that’s not true, because only fonulyn doesn’t have a bit of brains here. I’m the intelligent one, so I’ll take over the world. And by the way, Kao and Die live in my closet and are mine and mine only!
Except that she’s just babbling something incoherent now, seinen_no I mean. She’s just a little braindead girl from Germany and I just made her deaf by screaming in her ears when she tried to kill me. Okay, so it’s probably better just to go to the fic that we wrote for this DxK Takeover^^
It’s not betaed since we had this unfortunate accident with beta.
So, enjoy.
It was shortly past one pm when Kaoru opened the door to the hotel room he was sharing with Die. They just had attended an interview and were now finally free to spend the rest of the day as they pleased. One of those rare days on tour where they didn't have a gig somewhere or had to spend their night on the plane or tourbus to reach the next location. The redheaded guitarist had been awfully cranky the whole morning and Kaoru blamed the lack of sleep. They had gotten up early this day and had spent half of the night before in a bar, too psyched to sleep after the gig. None of their other three bandmates had been seen this day and Kaoru assumed that they were probably still asleep or, in case of Toshiya, had gone shopping after a late breakfast.
Now, the lead guitarist kicked off his shoes and sat down at the edge of the bed, eying his room-mate with an amused smile on his lips. Die was cursing for he didn't manage to unlace his sneakers and finally pulled them off, kicking them in a corner with an annoyed growl. But there was nothing amusing in the situation if one asked Die. He had been in a bad mood for days already. Only the shows and some alcohol seemed to make him relax in the evenings, but it was a common thing to see him grumpy all day lately. He headed straight to the bathroom, accidentally kicking the doorframe in passing by, which caused him to launch several curses and his mood to darken even more. After a moment he re-appeared, plopping down to sit on his own bed, still looking like he could kick random passers by if they happened to say something to him.
First, Kaoru thought about doing what he had resolved upon, namely taking a shower and then reading a book which he hadn't done in a long time. But Die's obvious grumpyness wouldn't allow him to relax anyway with all his cursing and the annoyed sighs he made from time to time. So he suppressed the amusement in his voice and faced his bandmate. "Could you please tell me what's bugging you lately? You're worse than Kyo."
Die raised his head a bit, looking at the other through some red strands that had fallen on his face. "What do you mean bugging me? I'm perfectly fine." Despite his words, his tone made clear he was still grumpy as hell.
"Yeah, sure." The lead guitarist snorted and shook his head. Inwardly, he cursed himself already for having addressed the topic at all. On the other hand, he would have to put up with the redhead and his mood for longer now and wasn't willing to let the other drag him down as well. "And that's why you yelled at that poor assistant for bringing you still water instead of sparkling; because you're perfectly fine, right?" Although Die always used to be grumpy in the mornings, lately he was insufferable the whole day.
"Right." Die shrugged the topic off, turning to look out of the window. He thought that if he just plainly ignored the other he'd let it be. However, he had underestimated Kaoru's stubbornness, and a long moment later when he glanced back at the other again, the lead guitarist was still staring questioningly at him. "What?"
Kaoru arched an eyebrow and remained silent for a few moments. He had no idea what could've caused his friend to get into such a bad mood. "That's what I want to know. What? See, we have this free day and I'm determined to enjoy it, so you either tell me what's bugging you or get the hell out and annoy somebody else."
The redhead snorted, obviously not willing to do either of the mentioned. A short silence landed between them, but finally the younger man spoke, his voice cutting through the silence although it was considerably more silent than just a moment ago. "I'm horny." He had averted his gaze, again looking out of the window.
Kaoru had to bite back the chuckles that were forming in his throat and shook his head grinning. He reached for his bag under the bed, rummaged through it, finally finding what he had been looking for. Wordlessly, he tossed the latest issue of the playboy at Die's feet. "Then do something about it."
Die rolled his eyes. "I don't wanna. Not what you had in mind." He sighed, falling back so he was lying flat on the bed.
"Don't wanna?" Befuddled, the lead guitarist scratched his head. Since he had urged his friend to talk to him, he now wanted to find a solution to his problem. "Then go out. I mean alone and get laid," he suggested, content with his clever idea.
"It's not that easy, you know." The younger man had closed his eyes, and now rolled over so he could press his face into the mattress. "I'm so grumpy that I scare everyone away."
With a huge sigh, Kaoru stood up, crossed the short distance, and carefully sat down beside him, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Well, then you need to get rid of the grumpyness. C'mon, once you had one or two beers, you're back to your true charming natural self. Besides, there are a lotta girls out there who don't give a damn about your mood. They just want a piece of the famous guitarist." Although it was meant to lighten up the other's mood, Kaoru knew that this argument wasn't especially a good one, so he added. "They'd do for a night."
Die's voice was muffled as he still kept his face against the mattress. "But this is a shitty little town and I doubt they have even good bars around here." He knew he was whining and being irrational, but he was so frustrated that he simply felt like complaining.
"Die, then jerk off for god's sake. If you keep on rejecting my suggestions, I can't help you." Kaoru got back on his feet, equally annoyed by then. "Don't you think that others might have the same problem?" he asked before storming into the bathroom. He was convinced that any further talking would be just a waste of his precious free time since the redhead didn't want to be helped anyway. So the lead guitarist went back to his initial plan and stripped to take a shower.
For a moment the younger man staid where he was, silently thinking what the other had told him. The truth was that he didn't know himself why he was so reluctant to just quietly jerk off or go and pick up someone from the nearest crappy bar. But still he didn't want to. Feeling that the silence was too suffocating, he got up and followed his friend to the bathroom. The door was unlocked, and the lead guitarist was already under the warm water spray, so Die simply sat on the toilet seat, pulling his legs against his chest. "Don't you think it's hard? I mean, what we do. We have practically no free time, and I'm sure I'm not the only one whose sex-life is dying."
Kaoru had noticed the other before he had directed his words at him and so he remained calm. "Well, it's a drag sometimes, but still only a small price to pay for being allowed to live on what we love to do the most." Deafened by foam in his ears, he spoke a bit louder than usual. "Maybe Toshiya would be the better contact person for you since he doesn't seem to have any problems at all." The lead guitarist understood his friend's inner torment all too well. There were times where one would just want to have someone to rely on, to come home to without having the need to go through the troubles of dating first. After rinsing his hair, he turned off the tap, opened the shower-door and reached out his hand. "Towel."
Wordlessly the younger man handed the other a big fluffy towel, watching in silence as he began to dry himself. He only saw a blurry figure though, for the shower had walls that weren't exactly see-through. "Don't get me wrong, I love what we do. But I can't fucking live in celibacy for all my life!" The frustration was clear in his voice, as well as in the huge sigh that escaped him. "And I can't exactly start a row of one night stands if I don't want the magazines to fill with all the dirty details."
Although he knew another suggestion would be futile for Die obviously was determined to wallow in self-pity, Kaoru tried his luck once more. "Then get yourself a date. Go out and find somebody for longer. If Shinya managed, you should have no problems." He tried to sound encouraging, but couldn't help to be annoyed by his friend's constant whining. After wrapping the towel around his hips, the older guitarist stepped out of the shower and cast a quick glance at the redhead. With his sulkily pursed lips and a mixture of defiance and frustration displayed on his facial features, he looked like a teenage boy. Kaoru was sure that he wouldn't have any problems to find somebody if he kept that expression. However, he tore his eyes away and faced the mirror that was clouded by the steam inside the room.
Die kept his eyes on the older man, who began to dry his hair in front of the mirror. "The problem is that my relationships never last." He shrugged, obviously so convinced of his own point of view that he didn't even need the time to think about it. "The constant travelling pisses off even the most patient person, and eventually everyone just dumps me."
Grinning widely, Kaoru turned around and shook his head. "As far as I remember, you were the one who dumped at least the last three I know about," he stated bluntly. For some reason, the redheaded guitarist had indeed problems to keep a relationship going for longer and Kaoru had often asked himself about the reason. The Die he knew was funny, nice and charming; easy to get along with. It was true though that the constant travelling made it hard to keep up a steady relationship and since Die was easily exited by new things, they were doomed to fail in the beginning already. However, he couldn't even remember the latest of his own longer relationships and just jumped from one short affair to the other.
"I did." The redhead confessed with a sigh. "But they started to cling onto me too much. And besides, it was ages ago." For a moment he pressed his forehead against his knees, whining. "I haven't had anyone in weeks, and self-gratification is no fun." Most of his former girlfriends had accused him that he didn't even want the relationships to work, and he was subconsciously killing every single affair. He had to admit that there was some truth in it though, since he had never been exactly willing to work for relationships at least this far.
"Gods, Die, please stop it. You're making me feel miserable too." As a sign for his surrender, Kaoru threw his hands up and opened the door to leave the room, mumbling "And horny too." on his way out. Until then, he had managed to push away the urge for sex pretty well; fully content to spend some silent moments in the toilet with his playboy. Die had just uncouthly reminded him that he hadn't had any in quite some time as well.
After a moment the younger man followed again, like a stray dog that followed the first person who showed some kindness to him. "But I can't help it." He sat down on his bed again, practically sitting on his left leg. "It's goddamn frustrating, especially since no one else seems to whine. Do you think it's fun to listen to Toshiya's latest story about the hot chick he got to screw the night before while all I had was the company of my own hand?"
Accompanied by and annoyed sigh, Kaoru buried his face in his cushion, trying to suffocate himself. "At least your hand knows what it does," he said mockingly, the words muffled. When he looked up to see the reaction on his friend's face, he had to giggle. "Are you aching?" The way Die sat there looked a bit inhibited and uncomfortable.
"What?" Die frowned. "I told you already that I'm needy, frustrated, angry and so goddamn horny." His leg was getting numb, but he didn't want to move for the slightly unpleasant feeling at least somewhat distracted him and made him forget for a moment how frustrated he actually was.
Without giving it a second thought, Kaoru got up and pushed the redhead to lie flat on the mattress, then climbed on his lap. "Then let me help you." Initially, he had intended it to be a joke to mock the other, but now became painfully aware that all he wore was a towel and his naked butt rested heavily on his friend's crotch. He had imagined this situation a couple of times before, to try it with a man and preferably with his best friend whom he trusted. But it's different to imagine things secretly, knowing one would never dare to live up to the fantasy, than to actually do it. Blushing furiously, he thought about a believable way to escape, convinced that Die would either begin to yell at him any second or punch him in the face for messing with his hornyness.
Die did neither though, and his expression was priceless as he stared at the other with eyes wide and mouth hanging open. "What?" The older guitarist had taken him completely off guard, and he was too stunned to react in any way. Instead he felt his needy body reacting to the fact that the other was pressing his rear against his groin, and it made him blush until the colors of their faces matched.
It took a few moments before Kaoru got over the initial shock his own action had caused. Slowly, his frantic heartbeat calmed down enough for him to gather a clear thought. The growing bulge in the younger man's pants that pressed against his butt, along with the deep red on his cheeks that displayed utter embarrassment, made him secure and willed him on to extend this little game. Who knew what would come of it? Both were equally needy and Kaoru thought that this could help both of them out of their misery. So he decided to take his chances, bent down and answered smirking. "I said, that I can help you."
After the words reached Die's brains his heart started to beat frantically, as the red on his cheeks deepened even more. "Wha- what do you mean?" He had heard it full well, but he still couldn't believe this was happening. He had nothing against it though, he had had his experiments with men also and he had always considered the lead guitarist to be highly attractive. Still all this had just happened so fast, and he couldn't help but to feel the other wasn't being serious.
Momentarily, the lead guitarist's newly won self confidence faded and threatened to leave him completely, because Die didn't react the way he had anticipated. He knew he had crossed a line and even if he would have wanted it, it was too late to make it undone now. Since the other still hadn't pushed him away nor said that he should stop, he gathered the last remains of courage that was in him, swallowing hard to make his voice sound secure. "I mean something like this." With having said that, he pushed his right hand between them and brushed over the other's growing need. Die's lips were looking so inviting, lush and slightly parted, yet Kaoru didn't dare to kiss him, afraid to go too far with an intimate gesture like that.
All conscious thoughts left the redhead's mind momentarily as he felt the other's hand on his groin, sending a pleasurable shudder up his spine. His head lolled against the mattress, his eyes falling shut as he couldn't keep them open. He had to wet his dry lips with his tongue, swallowing hard several times before he could force out the words that were on his mind. "I need more than that."
Finally, Kaoru could smile again and he relaxed a bit despite the burning heat in the lower part of his body. The usual rationality that guided his actions had left him and all he could think about was to relieve the tension within. Swiftly, he pushed Die's shirt up to his armpits and dragged his tongue along the warm and smooth skin. He had known the other for so many years, knew his movements and his scent. But never in his life would he have imagined him to taste sweet like this. Impatiently, he removed the shirt completely, slid to the side and fumbled about the redhead's buckle. "If you want more, you need to help me a bit." The voice sounded odd due his already heavy respiration caused by the excitement.
Die's eyes shot open and he nodded hastily. The basic hornyness in him had grown into aching need, and he didn't want to risk that the older man would suddenly pull away if he didn't act fast enough. He grabbed the towel that was around the lead guitarist, throwing it somewhere to the side, his eyes instantly roaming over every inch of uncovered skin. "Enough help?" He smirked, searching for the other's gaze.
The slight blush that had lingered on Kaoru's cheeks deepened until they adorned a shiny red. But he got a grip on himself quickly. After all, both of them knew how a naked, aroused man looked like. "Perfect," he grinned and swiftly opened the other's pants. Not wanting to be the only one exposed, he took a firm hold of the waistband, tugging at the rough fabric. To help the other the younger guitarist lifted his hips to make it easier to pull the pants down. He just stared at each movement Kaoru made, the sight only feeding his own lust.
When the older man climbed back to sit on him, he couldn't resist the temptation anymore and grabbed Kaoru's head, pulling him down and crushing their lips together. He wasn't sure if the other would allow him to kiss him, but he decided to take the risk. All doubts that might still have been there vanished at the moment when the older guitarist felt Die's soft lips on his own, tentatively tracing the line of his bottom lip with his tongue. Almost shyly, he opened his mouth, meeting the other's tongue with his own.
The kiss was slow and insecure but as soon as they had parted, they began the next one, more passionate and demanding. Die even moved his hands up to tangle his fingers in the older's hair, keeping him there so he couldn't break the kiss unexpectedly. Slightly, tentatively he moved his hips, bucking up against Kaoru to bring their bodies closer together.
A silent gasp for breath caused Kaoru to open his mouth further as the barely palpable friction sent laces of pleasure through his body. Being partly immobilized by the firm hold his friend had on his head, he grabbed a fistful of red strands on his side, forcing him to tilt his head to deepen the kiss as far as possible. The fact that Die was kissing him like a man would, demanding and possessive in a way, evoked sensations the lead guitarist couldn't remember to have felt before.
The need for air forced them apart after some time, but they only gasped for breath before starting all over again. On some level Die thought this was something he could go on doing forever, just exchanging feverish, demanding kisses with the older man. But the need inside of him was getting bigger, and he couldn't help but to arch up again, fighting for friction. The other's desperate movement made Kaoru all too aware of his own need and he blindly reached for the nightstand, still keeping the kiss going. Somewhere deep inside he regretted that they had started all this as a pretence to let off steam for he was fearing that he'd never get the permission to kiss his friend like this ever again afterwards.
However, he was aching too much to dwell on that thought for long and instead snatched a condom from the top drawer. He slid between Die's legs, gently forcing him to part them with his knee, before opening the wrapping and rolling the condom over his arousal. For a few moments, he let his gaze roam over every inch of the other's body, relishing the sight.
Die swallowed hard, parting his legs even more to make room for the other man. To him it was pretty obvious that the lead guitarist hadn't had sex with another man, at least he didn't seem to be experienced in that area. "You know, you can't just fuck me without preparing me first." Although his words might've sounded a bit impertinent, his voice was soft and made clear he wasn't trying to mock the other or anything. Steadying himself up with his arm, the redhead reached to the bedside for his bag, hoping he'd still have what they needed. After all he really hadn't been with anyone for weeks, so he wasn't really sure. With a victorious little sound he pulled a tube of lubricant from the bag, handing it to the older man. "There."
The lead guitarist looked a bit helpless and automatically took the lube from the other. "Yeah sure," he mumbled ashamed, "I knew that." Of course this was just a white-lie and meant to protect his dignity. While he was pouring a generous amount of the sticky substance on his hands, he suddenly had an inspiration and looked directly in the younger guitarist's eyes, questioning him with his gaze. "You had sex with guys before?" They were best friends and basically had talked about everything, but he couldn't remember that Die had ever mentioned having bisexual ambitions.
The answer was simply a smirk, and the younger man changed the subject after nodding towards the other's lubricated fingers. "You know what to do next?"
"Well yeah," was the short reply before Kaoru moved Die's left leg up a bit and pushed his index finger inside him, moving overly carefully. He felt like a blushing virgin and the heat returned to his cheeks. Technically, he knew what to do, but practically he was trembling and fearing to do it wrong.
"Add another one." Die instructed, closing his eyes and trying to relax his muscles as much as he was able to. "I'm not going to break down." He couldn't help but to feel a bit nervous though, since he didn't have that much experiences with men, and he usually preferred to top.
Obediently, the older man did as he was told, grateful that Die stayed so calm for he was hellishly nervous himself. He scissored the fingers, trying to stretch the passage and finally added even a third, only to be sure. "Enough?" he asked, unsure if he could bear the waiting any longer. The redhead thought for a moment, before nodding honestly. "I think so." At least the fingers inside of him didn't feel that odd anymore, and he was pretty certain that was enough. "Just go for it."
Knowing that this could and probably would be painful in the beginning for the other, Kaoru bent down and pressed a desperate kiss on his lips. "Okay, just tell me when to stop." He went back to his former position and took a firm hold of Die's hips while slowly penetrating him. Unknown pleasure shot through his body and blurred his vision when he felt the muscles frantically trying to adjust to the intrusion. "Gods .. this is so tight," the older guitarist moaned hoarsely and closed his eyes to savor the sensation.
Die bit his lip not to scream as the burning pain shot up from his lower back, forcing him to squeeze his eyes shut tightly. It hurt more than he had remembered it would, and for a brief moment he almost told the older man to stop, that he couldn't take it. He forced himself to relax though, and when his muscles began to adjust to the intrusion he was slowly beginning to feel better. And he knew it would get even better eventually. "Gosh, just move. Move!" With a slight jerk of his hips he urged the other to start moving, needing it, needing to feel the other.
Still careful, Kaoru withdrew a bit and thrust forward. The tightness around him was almost painful and caused a friction that made him feel things that were beyond his grasp. After a few moments, he became more secure and picked up a steady rhythm while locking his gaze on the younger man, hoping to see the same pleasure on his face that he was going through right now. Somehow this was more important to him than the main act itself.
A series of low groans escaped the redhead as the pain began to subside, the need and heat inside of him blinding off everything else. He tried to move against the other, meeting the thrusts halfway and forcing him in deeper. After a particularly deep thrust he couldn't hold back the scream that had been lingering in his throat, as a blinding flash of pleasure coursed through him, making him almost sit up on the bed. He grabbed the older's shoulders, digging his fingers into the soft flesh in desperate need to hold on to something.
Overwhelmed by this reaction, Kaoru tried to enforce his thrusts even more, but when he felt he was teetering on the edge, only an inch away from orgasm, he slowed down, desperately clinging on to the moment he shared with the younger man. Had it been an act to satisfy carnal needs in the beginning, now he only wanted to extend what was probably a nonrecurring incident, to savor the feelings that shut down his brain.
Die whimpered as the other slowed down, the feelings that were coursing through him enough to drive him insane, but not enough to grant him completion yet. His chest was heaving with irregular pants, as he was so seriously out of breath that he couldn't form words, couldn't tell the other how he needed more, couldn't even beg. So he only settled for holding tight onto the older's shoulders and trying to breathe.
Wanting to taste the other again, Kaoru initiated a sloppy but nevertheless passionate kiss. The heat threatened to burn him from the inside and a shiny layer of sweat covered their bodies. The kiss didn't last long for both of them were panting harshly, barely able to fill their lungs with the vital oxygen. Slowly, relishingly, the older man licked away a drop of salty sweat that ran down Die's temple. Unable to hold back longer, he picked up the pace and force of his thrusts again, yet stayed close to the other's body, torturing both of them.
Feeling the other's tongue on his skin caused a pleasant shudder run through the redhead, and he fought to open his eyes so he'd be able to look at the other. Seeing the display of passion on the lead guitarist's face made him shudder again, as each wave of pleasure seemed to shake both of them, course through their joined bodies at the exact same time. The feelings were so intense, divine even, that Kaoru couldn't handle them and he was trembling violently. When their gazes met, a feverish glance in the redhead's eyes, everything seemed to stand still for a split second. Hypnotized, the older guitarist couldn't look away and offered the other a faint smile.
They had developed a common rhythm, their bodies moving in almost perfect unison against each other. When Kaoru felt that he wouldn't last any longer, teetering on the edge, he instinctively moved his hand between their clammy bodies and laced his fingers around Die's length to help him find completion together with him. It didn't take much, as the younger man was already only inches away from release, he simply couldn't take any more. Feeling Kaoru's hand on his arousal caused him to scream again and the climax hit him almost instantly, rocking through every molecule of his being, blinding everything else from his consciousness. His muscles spasmed, he wasn't even in control of his own movements anymore.
The increasing tightness around him took Kaoru by surprise and pushed him over the edge instantly. Moaning hoarsely, he released himself deep inside Die, the knowledge itself bearing an indescribable sensuality although it was somewhat smothered by the condom he wore. Lost in the haze the orgasm had cast over him, he collapsed on the other's trembling body and tried to catch his breath, incapable to speak, let alone pull out.
His chest still heaving, Die staid still for several moments, only trying to land back to reality. He was still lingering somewhere beyond this world, his whole being trembling uncontrollably. Grateful that the younger guitarist didn't intend to move or say anything to disturb the moment, Kaoru allowed himself to enjoy the closeness and the blissful feelings that had filled him completely. After what seemed to have been an eternity, he finally backed himself up and pulled away from the other. After getting rid of the limiting rubber, dropping it heedlessly to the floor, he lay back down on the younger man.
Instinctively the redhead wrapped his arms around the other man, closing his eyes and simply relaxing there and enjoying the other's warmth. He had no idea how the older man was going to react now, and wanted to at least enjoy the few moments he was allowed to have. Similar thoughts were nagging Kaoru and he feared that in a couple of minutes, when the other had come back to his senses, he would make him go back to his own bed. However, he couldn't prevent the content sigh from being voiced when he felt Die's arms around him and snuggled against him, closing his eyes.
Pleasant warmth was spreading into Die's limbs along with the tiredness. Somehow this all still felt a bit unreal, but he had to voice his thoughts in a silent whisper. "That was amazing."
The answer was hysterical laughter. "Yeah ... A completely different experience." Kaoru thought that it would be better if either of them broke the moment, although he surely didn't want to. "So," drawled he, "you really did that before?"
"A few times." Die answered honestly, nodding. They had talked about almost everything before too, so why shouldn't his friend know that as well.
"Why'd you never tell me?" The lead guitarist sounded offended, but then thought that his friend had the right to keep things a secret. "Sorry," he quickly apologized, shaking his head a bit.
The redhead smirked, raising his hand to ruffle the other's hair. "Don't apologize." He became a bit more serious, thinking about the answer. "Well, I dunno. You never asked and I never thought about it that much."
"Oi, not the hair!" Kaoru pouted sulkily and sat up, glaring at Die in mock-anger. "Only because I fucked you doesn't give you the right to touch everything," he admonished the other giggling and left the bed. Glad that they still could talk as friends as it seemed, he quickly wanted to flee the scenery and think about the recently experienced alone. "I'm taking a shower." With having said that he went towards the bathroom, but turned around in the doorframe, smirking widely. "Anyhow, if you ever feel too needy, I'll be glad to help."
Die shook his head, chuckling. "Just go, you old perv." He gestured with his hand towards the bathroom. However, as the other disappeared his smile vanished, and a small sigh left his lips. What was he supposed to think about all this? A part of him was really disappointed that the older man had left, another part was relieved he got to think of this alone. If he hadn't been so sweaty and dirty he'd tried to sleep, but now he only staid awake, staring at the ceiling and waiting for his turn to shower.
Laughing, Kaoru waved at the redhead, but as soon as the door closed behind him, he leaned against the cold wood and closed his eyes. He was perfectly aware that they had left the friend-zone and it would be hard to return to where they had been two hours ago. The thing that bothered him the most was that he had no idea if he wanted things to get back to normal between them. Maybe time would give the answer and so he stepped into the shower, turned it on and let the hot spray wash away Die's scent and the remains of his fluids from his body.