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Title: Give him everything
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fonulyn
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kaoru and Die
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the persons mentioned in this nor have any connections with them. I do not get any money from this, and it's written solely for entertainment purposes meaning no harm.
Comments: This one is a kind of sequel for Pain, although it's not necessary to read that one before this. Basically it's a plotless lemon x) Sweet at least in its way.
Give Him Everything
Four years had passed since Die was brutally abused by some mentally disturbed fan, who was later sentenced for several years in prison. It took it’s time, but now Die could live quite a normal life once again. He had learned to smile again, to laugh and to have fun. The attack no longer smothered his life. It was never forgotten, he still had nightmares and it was hard for him to trust strangers, but he had learned to deal with it. He had even managed to build up his self image and gain self confidence to some degree. However, he never went back to his own apartment, in which he’d been attacked. Kyo and Kaoru fetched the things he needed and made sure the flat was sold soon after.
One major factor in Die’s healing had been his work. He had managed to deal with his anger, sorrow and self-disgust through the music he made and played. Other thing that had helped was the intense therapy Kaoru had forced him to partake for a year or so. His friends were a big support to him, with their small gestures of affection. And last but not in any way the least thing helping him to survive was the love he and Kaoru shared. It had been a long struggle, but now they could proudly say that they had built up a healthy, loving and in every aspect quite normal relationship.
However, Die had developed some sort of major problem due to the fact that he hadn’t been able to let anyone take control over him during intimate situations (‘anyone’ in this case included only Kaoru, though, since he’d been living with the other guitarist). To Kaoru, the most important thing was to be near to his love. Of course he wanted to show his affection sexually too, he was no nun for god’s sake, but he didn’t mind being the bottom, it was irrelevant to him which one would be in control. It seemed though that Die did care. He was determined that someday he could put his past behind him and give himself to his lover in every meaning of the word.
***
A soft stray of light seeped through the dark-blue curtains. Kaoru twitched when the light-ray hit his eyes and woke him up quite harshly. ‘Damn, it’s late.’ He thought and hastily tried to turn around to face the digital clock. He somehow managed to tangle his limbs with the wrinkled sheets, which quite effectively prevented him from moving. Patiently he started to free himself cursing under his breath and trying not to wake up the one lying beside him fast asleep.
Agonizingly slowly he rid himself of the sheets and turned around, this time making sure not to get into any troubles. He found himself staring into beautiful, deep brown eyes instead of the red numbers of the clock. Not that he minded, this sight was definitely more interesting. Kaoru smiled whole-heartedly. “Hello, pretty one.” His voice was sill raspy due to the fact that he’d just woken up, and the ‘pretty one’ in question broke into his trademark grin. “Hello. What on earth are you doing?” He asked, amusement dancing in his voice. Kaoru managed to form a quite childish pout before answering the question. “I’m just trying to see what time it is, and your fat head is blocking the way.”
Kaoru only had the time to see a mischievous glint in Die’s eyes, before he found himself pinned between the bed and the redhead. “Better?” “Yeah. A lot.” He turned his face towards the clock. 11:30. Thank god they had no practice that day. It would have been hell to try and explain why they were almost three hours late. He was brought back from his thoughts when the redhead spoke. “Quite late, isn’t it? No use in getting out of bed anymore.” The purple haired lead guitarist turned to face his lover again. “So you suggest we stay here doing nothing for the whole day?” “Oh no… I did have some activities in mind.” The younger one smirked.
“I’m sure you did. Care to share your ideas with me?” Kaoru let his eyes slide partly shut before aiming a dreamy, seductive look at the man on top of him. He shivered when the other leaned down and hot breath struck his ear with the whispered words. “Actually, you play quite a big part in my plans.” The older guitarist found himself caught up in the game and he slid his palms along Die’s chest. “Yeah? What do I do in them?” “Let me show you…” With that Die leaned to capture Kaoru’s lips in a passionate kiss. The smaller man wrapped his arms around the other’s broad shoulders and let himself get lost in the familiar taste when they melted together like so many times before.
Die began to pour small, wet kisses along Kaoru’s face and lower to his neck. The older one tilted his head backwards giving better access to the redhead. He slid his small hands under the waistband of Die’s boxers, and tugged gently making clear his want to get rid of the garment. Die lifted himself slightly and peeled off Kaoru’s underwear along with his own before settling back against the other, skin on skin. That was pretty much a moment of contentment, just feeling each other and being so close together.
They initiated yet another series of kisses and Kaoru pressed even closer, needing the warmth radiating from the taller man. He yelped of surprise when the redhead suddenly flipped their positions, so that tables were turned and Die was lying beneath him. “Die..?” The younger one reached up to kiss his lover’s forehead. Kaoru only had to take one look at the pleading expression on the other’s face before he understood. Die wanted him to top this time. They’d tried this few times before, but the weight of the past had been too much for the redhead to handle. Still, it never hurts to try, does it?
Kaoru smiled reassuringly at the man beneath him while kneading his lower back soothingly. He ran his palms along the soft flesh and tried his best to calm the other. Finally Die seemed to relax a little and get lost in his lust hazed mind. The older man grabbed a tube of lubricant from the drawer of the nightstand and poured a good amount of it on his fingers before circling inquiringly Die’s entrance. Distracting his lover with a hungry kiss he carefully slipped one lubricated finger inside followed soon by another.
Earlier, this had been the point where Die had panicked so Kaoru wasn’t surprised when a glint of fear appeared visible in the other’s eyes. He bent down to kiss his younger lover gently. ”You know that you don’t have to…” Die cut him off by pressing his index finger softly to his lips. He held the other’s gaze with his own and made sure he was listening. ”No, I want to. I want to do this for you. And in a way, I need to do it for myself too.” The older guitarist smiled tracing the side of Die’s face with his thumb. “I understand.”
Kaoru began to move his fingers, slowly and carefully, stretching the other as much as he could. After a while, he added yet third finger and when Die began to breathe heavier and move against his hand, he decided that the other was ready. “Tell me if it hurts too much.” With that he positioned himself and started to enter his lover as gently as he could. Die bit his lip, but he had to admit that it didn’t hurt as much as he’d feared it would. Actually having Kaoru inside him felt quite nice. When the older man kissed him, he poured all of himself into that kiss until pain and fear subsided.
When the older guitarist had buried himself fully into the younger one, he drew back slowly before sliding back in. Die had gotten used to the feeling quite well, and he was increasingly enjoying himself. He let small sounds escape his throat and that encouraged his lover to move quicker. When Die already thought he could take no more, he felt Kaoru’s hand slide down between their bodies and stroke his arousal in sync with his thrusts. His mind swirled and there was nothing but endless pleasure in the little world inside his head. Only few moments went by and then he couldn’t hold back any longer and came with a feral cry of satisfaction. Almost at the same time the older guitarist tensed and growled quietly emptying himself inside of the other man before collapsing on top of him.
Instantly Kaoru wrapped his arms around Die’s torso and nuzzled closer. “Love you.” He whispered softly before initiating a long, heartfelt kiss with his lover. The taller man smirked and circled his long arms around the other’s waist and pulled him even closer against himself. “It wasn’t all that bad…” Kaoru rose up a little and looked the redhead in the eye, pretending to be hurt. “What? Is that all you have to say? I’m the master of bedroom after all, you should appreciate my efforts a little more, punk!” Die chuckled lovingly. “Yes. That really is all I have to say. Except that I love you, you dirty old man.” Kaoru swatted the younger guitarist’s arm before settling back down against his chest. “I’m not old…” he whined. “Yes you are. Almost a whole year older than me.” “But…” The redhead silenced any further protest by kissing the love of his life again.
Author:
fonulynRating: NC-17
Pairing: Kaoru and Die
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the persons mentioned in this nor have any connections with them. I do not get any money from this, and it's written solely for entertainment purposes meaning no harm.
Comments: This one is a kind of sequel for Pain, although it's not necessary to read that one before this. Basically it's a plotless lemon x) Sweet at least in its way.
Four years had passed since Die was brutally abused by some mentally disturbed fan, who was later sentenced for several years in prison. It took it’s time, but now Die could live quite a normal life once again. He had learned to smile again, to laugh and to have fun. The attack no longer smothered his life. It was never forgotten, he still had nightmares and it was hard for him to trust strangers, but he had learned to deal with it. He had even managed to build up his self image and gain self confidence to some degree. However, he never went back to his own apartment, in which he’d been attacked. Kyo and Kaoru fetched the things he needed and made sure the flat was sold soon after.
One major factor in Die’s healing had been his work. He had managed to deal with his anger, sorrow and self-disgust through the music he made and played. Other thing that had helped was the intense therapy Kaoru had forced him to partake for a year or so. His friends were a big support to him, with their small gestures of affection. And last but not in any way the least thing helping him to survive was the love he and Kaoru shared. It had been a long struggle, but now they could proudly say that they had built up a healthy, loving and in every aspect quite normal relationship.
However, Die had developed some sort of major problem due to the fact that he hadn’t been able to let anyone take control over him during intimate situations (‘anyone’ in this case included only Kaoru, though, since he’d been living with the other guitarist). To Kaoru, the most important thing was to be near to his love. Of course he wanted to show his affection sexually too, he was no nun for god’s sake, but he didn’t mind being the bottom, it was irrelevant to him which one would be in control. It seemed though that Die did care. He was determined that someday he could put his past behind him and give himself to his lover in every meaning of the word.
***
A soft stray of light seeped through the dark-blue curtains. Kaoru twitched when the light-ray hit his eyes and woke him up quite harshly. ‘Damn, it’s late.’ He thought and hastily tried to turn around to face the digital clock. He somehow managed to tangle his limbs with the wrinkled sheets, which quite effectively prevented him from moving. Patiently he started to free himself cursing under his breath and trying not to wake up the one lying beside him fast asleep.
Agonizingly slowly he rid himself of the sheets and turned around, this time making sure not to get into any troubles. He found himself staring into beautiful, deep brown eyes instead of the red numbers of the clock. Not that he minded, this sight was definitely more interesting. Kaoru smiled whole-heartedly. “Hello, pretty one.” His voice was sill raspy due to the fact that he’d just woken up, and the ‘pretty one’ in question broke into his trademark grin. “Hello. What on earth are you doing?” He asked, amusement dancing in his voice. Kaoru managed to form a quite childish pout before answering the question. “I’m just trying to see what time it is, and your fat head is blocking the way.”
Kaoru only had the time to see a mischievous glint in Die’s eyes, before he found himself pinned between the bed and the redhead. “Better?” “Yeah. A lot.” He turned his face towards the clock. 11:30. Thank god they had no practice that day. It would have been hell to try and explain why they were almost three hours late. He was brought back from his thoughts when the redhead spoke. “Quite late, isn’t it? No use in getting out of bed anymore.” The purple haired lead guitarist turned to face his lover again. “So you suggest we stay here doing nothing for the whole day?” “Oh no… I did have some activities in mind.” The younger one smirked.
“I’m sure you did. Care to share your ideas with me?” Kaoru let his eyes slide partly shut before aiming a dreamy, seductive look at the man on top of him. He shivered when the other leaned down and hot breath struck his ear with the whispered words. “Actually, you play quite a big part in my plans.” The older guitarist found himself caught up in the game and he slid his palms along Die’s chest. “Yeah? What do I do in them?” “Let me show you…” With that Die leaned to capture Kaoru’s lips in a passionate kiss. The smaller man wrapped his arms around the other’s broad shoulders and let himself get lost in the familiar taste when they melted together like so many times before.
Die began to pour small, wet kisses along Kaoru’s face and lower to his neck. The older one tilted his head backwards giving better access to the redhead. He slid his small hands under the waistband of Die’s boxers, and tugged gently making clear his want to get rid of the garment. Die lifted himself slightly and peeled off Kaoru’s underwear along with his own before settling back against the other, skin on skin. That was pretty much a moment of contentment, just feeling each other and being so close together.
They initiated yet another series of kisses and Kaoru pressed even closer, needing the warmth radiating from the taller man. He yelped of surprise when the redhead suddenly flipped their positions, so that tables were turned and Die was lying beneath him. “Die..?” The younger one reached up to kiss his lover’s forehead. Kaoru only had to take one look at the pleading expression on the other’s face before he understood. Die wanted him to top this time. They’d tried this few times before, but the weight of the past had been too much for the redhead to handle. Still, it never hurts to try, does it?
Kaoru smiled reassuringly at the man beneath him while kneading his lower back soothingly. He ran his palms along the soft flesh and tried his best to calm the other. Finally Die seemed to relax a little and get lost in his lust hazed mind. The older man grabbed a tube of lubricant from the drawer of the nightstand and poured a good amount of it on his fingers before circling inquiringly Die’s entrance. Distracting his lover with a hungry kiss he carefully slipped one lubricated finger inside followed soon by another.
Earlier, this had been the point where Die had panicked so Kaoru wasn’t surprised when a glint of fear appeared visible in the other’s eyes. He bent down to kiss his younger lover gently. ”You know that you don’t have to…” Die cut him off by pressing his index finger softly to his lips. He held the other’s gaze with his own and made sure he was listening. ”No, I want to. I want to do this for you. And in a way, I need to do it for myself too.” The older guitarist smiled tracing the side of Die’s face with his thumb. “I understand.”
Kaoru began to move his fingers, slowly and carefully, stretching the other as much as he could. After a while, he added yet third finger and when Die began to breathe heavier and move against his hand, he decided that the other was ready. “Tell me if it hurts too much.” With that he positioned himself and started to enter his lover as gently as he could. Die bit his lip, but he had to admit that it didn’t hurt as much as he’d feared it would. Actually having Kaoru inside him felt quite nice. When the older man kissed him, he poured all of himself into that kiss until pain and fear subsided.
When the older guitarist had buried himself fully into the younger one, he drew back slowly before sliding back in. Die had gotten used to the feeling quite well, and he was increasingly enjoying himself. He let small sounds escape his throat and that encouraged his lover to move quicker. When Die already thought he could take no more, he felt Kaoru’s hand slide down between their bodies and stroke his arousal in sync with his thrusts. His mind swirled and there was nothing but endless pleasure in the little world inside his head. Only few moments went by and then he couldn’t hold back any longer and came with a feral cry of satisfaction. Almost at the same time the older guitarist tensed and growled quietly emptying himself inside of the other man before collapsing on top of him.
Instantly Kaoru wrapped his arms around Die’s torso and nuzzled closer. “Love you.” He whispered softly before initiating a long, heartfelt kiss with his lover. The taller man smirked and circled his long arms around the other’s waist and pulled him even closer against himself. “It wasn’t all that bad…” Kaoru rose up a little and looked the redhead in the eye, pretending to be hurt. “What? Is that all you have to say? I’m the master of bedroom after all, you should appreciate my efforts a little more, punk!” Die chuckled lovingly. “Yes. That really is all I have to say. Except that I love you, you dirty old man.” Kaoru swatted the younger guitarist’s arm before settling back down against his chest. “I’m not old…” he whined. “Yes you are. Almost a whole year older than me.” “But…” The redhead silenced any further protest by kissing the love of his life again.
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