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Title: Once In a Lifetime; Chapter 4
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seinen_no and fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: Kaoru and Die meet in a bar, and they end up sharing a passionate night together. It was a mutual agreement that it should be a one night stand, but fate doesn’t always work like that.
Comments:
seinen_no: Hello Dears! Bah, I should've sent this to fonulyn a couple of hours ago already, but I was kinda distracted by the long story we're writing… Sorry!
Hey, don't pity Kaoru too much. It's his own fault and he could've made a move on Die way earlier^^ Heh, but you'll see, he'll take his chances eventually. Or will Toshiya pre-empt him? Just have fun reading and thank you for your faithfulness and all your nice comments *huggles*
fonulyn: Well well, what to say. I’m afraid I’m going to tell you too much about this if I open my big mouth right now XD So let’s just say that this chapter will take things further already and they won’t get stuck in the situation they’re in after the third chap ;) Enjoy.
And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Previously happened: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Once In a Lifetime
Chapter 4
Ever since he had seen Die and Toshiya embracing each other, Kaoru had real problems to get a hold of the feelings inside him, to suppress the want to just go over and kiss the redhead again, to re-enact the night they had shared. Besides, it again had been quite some time since he had had any; the band eating up all his time. Whenever he would've had the opportunity to hit a club and find himself somebody to spend the night with, he either didn't feel like it or preferred to spend the evening hanging out with his new friends. But he wasn't made for leading a chaste life and something would have to change soon or he would certainly get blisters on his right hand.
Die noticed that the older man seemed to have his eyes on him more often than before, and he felt somewhat watched. It wasn't as if the looks would've bothered him really, but he was simply confused since he didn't know what the other man wanted. Where did this come from and was he supposed to act on it when he noticed the stares or not? But he didn't have the guts to do anything, although he would've been more than willing to repeat the night they had shared so long ago. He didn't want to risk their friendship though, and besides, Kaoru had once said he doesn't mix personal life with work, as if hinting towards what they had had.
It was true, the older guitarist had always strictly separated work and fun, knowing that nothing good would come of mixing those. But how was he supposed to remain firm in his principles when he had the most gorgeous man right in front of him every damn day? The fact that he had never witnessed anything further than a hug or a touch between Die and Toshiya gave him hope that he could still sneak in between them somehow. Maybe if he straight out told Die that he would love to get into bed once again?
The friendship between the bassist and the redhead hadn't changed at all after Die's confession, because they both knew that there was nothing more between them, and they trusted each other. The only thing that showed they had talked about it was that now Toshiya didn't point out only pretty girls to his friend when they were out somewhere, but teased him by pointing out good looking guys as well. To Die it was a huge relief too, as now everyone in the band knew of him, and he was able to just be himself. Or almost himself, since he still had to hide that he hadn't gotten over the memory of what he'd shared with their bandleader.
Kaoru, of course, didn't know any of that, because whenever he was out with those two, Toshiya held back and only dropped subtle hints which passed him by unnoticed. Usually, Kaoru was quite sensitive for everything that happened around him, but for some reason he always was distracted whenever the redhead was near. They were friends, yes, good friends even if not best, but did that also mean that it was impossible to get physical again? No emotions involved of course.
The band made progress really quick and they were signed by the record company. That night, every single one of them got so drunk that neither remembered anything of it later. But Kaoru remembered very well waking up in Die's bed. The only flaw of that memory was that Die had been sleeping on the couch.
Their new practice room, which the company had offered them, was beyond their imagination. It was a real studio with a lounge and even a soda machine and a coffee dispenser. They worked hard, everyone determined to get the band going and do everything to succeed just as they had been dreaming of. Often they staid in the studio till late at night, working on perfecting their songs so that they'd be able to get the album sound as they wished.
One day, it was only the bassist and the guitarists remaining, as Shinya had needed to leave earlier and Kyo had promised to go with him, Die and Toshiya were sitting on the couch, talking in a low voice about this one song the bassist had been working on, trying to figure out what it still needed. Kaoru was standing a bit further from them, storing his guitar and simultaneously trying to overhear the conversation. But no matter how quiet he was, not a single word reached his ears.
This was just too frustrating and on the one hand, he was truly hoping that the two would just come out and tell that they were a couple or fuck-buddies or whatever. On the other hand though, he wished HE could be the redhead's fuck-buddy or whatever. When Toshiya and Die stood up and the blue-haired man headed for the restrooms, flashing Kaoru one of his friendly smiles in passing by, the lead-guitarist sensed his chance.
Slowly, he approached the redhead, who had just stored his guitar into its rack, from behind. Die didn't seem to have notice him, because his eyes widened in surprise when Kaoru suddenly took a hold of his shoulder, turned him around and kissed him roughly. Die was more than surprised, as this was practically the last thing he had expected from the other man. Still, his heartbeat quickened considerably, his eyes falling shut on their own accord as he responded to the kiss, even mewling slightly into it. He hadn't even noticed how much he had yearned for that, had lusted after the other man, but now it all seemed to break free at this single moment.
Kaoru took a few steps, pushing the other man backwards against the wall. The fact that Die didn't pull away, but even opened up for him, made his heart pound like a drum as much as the taste he had been trying to remember over and over again now elicited a physical reaction in him. He pressed his body firmly against the redhead's, grinding against him and practically ravished his mouth, hungry for everything he could get.
Only the need for oxygen finally forced them to break the contact, yet Kaoru didn't move away. "Don't you think," he asked lowly, fighting for control over his respiration and his heartbeat, "you prefer a man in bed instead of a blue-haired boy?"
The redhead was completely out of breath, first only staring at the smaller man, totally bewildered. Slowly the pieces of the puzzle began to drop to their places in his mind though, as he understood where the sudden reaction had come from. So Kaoru had thought there was something between him and Toshiya? Outwardly Die managed to collect himself soon though, a small self confident smirk finding its way to his lips. "You got that one right." He didn't care that his voice sounded a bit odd, clearly affected by the moment, by the other's mere presence.
That was all Kaoru had wanted to hear, everything he needed to know. A smug smile appeared on his lips and he slowly grinded against the other once more before he stepped back, his hands, which had been placed on the wall besides the younger man's head, slid loosely down Die's chest and lightly brushed over his crotch before he turned around. "Good then." Kaoru knew if he didn't turn away now, he would lose control and get it on right there and then.
Just at that moment, a girl entered the studio, wearing a mini-skirt with overknee boots. She had long hair, a bright smile and a perfect figure. "Is Toshiya still here? I promised to pick him up." "I'm here, baby." The bassist practically waltzed through the room and greeted her with a deep kiss. Kaoru turned pale. So Toshiya had a girlfriend!? He had been only imagining everything and in reality there had never been anything between him and the redhead? Suddenly, he felt utterly stupid and only wanted to run. But he remained calm outwardly, used to build up this wall of self-confidence around him.
Die smiled and nodded at the girl, not trusting his voice just yet. He had seen her a couple of times, and as far as he knew the couple was head over heels for each other, although they hadn't known for that long yet. Die's mind was directed totally towards Kaoru though, since he couldn't help but to wonder where this would lead them. What had just happened had been more than a promise of something, but he still wasn't certain if Kaoru maybe had just wanted to test him.
After the first shock had ceased, Kaoru remembered his manners and greeted the girl as well, introducing himself to her. To Toshiya, he hissed though. "Why the fuck did you never talk about her?" The bassist didn't answer, only grinned at him, took the girl's hand and said his goodbyes.
"So," the older guitarist drawled without turning around to look at the redhead, "you knew about him having a girl?"
"Of course I did." Die answered casually right away. "It's a rather new thing though." He could hear the slight annoyance in the other guitarist's voice, and for some reason it made him grin.
"Now that's embarrassing." Though Kaoru really meant it, he was smiling about himself. For a moment, he pondered how to wriggle out of the situation and save his dignity, but then he came to the conclusion that he gave a damn about dignity and only wanted to get into the redhead's pants. Still, he was waiting for some kind of reaction from Die.
"So does this mean you take back whatever you just did and said?" The younger man asked, trying to keep his tone just mildly amused although his heartbeat was slowly increasing.
"No," Kaoru drawled, finally turning around to approach him. He moved purposefully slow and only stopped when their chests were almost touching. "It only means that it'll take a long night of screwing to make me forget how embarrassed I am now."
"Let's see what I can do to help then." Die's grin widened considerably, as he grabbed the cuff of the Kaoru's pants to pull him even closer, leaning down to kiss him. A part of him didn’t even believe this was true, but he figured he could take his chances.
Mewling slightly, Kaoru pressed himself closely against the other man while his fingers were searching for a way under Die's shirt. He didn't even spare a single thought at the fact that the door wasn't locked and that practically anybody could walk in on them. And even if he did, it would only boost the heat inside him and add its own spice to the moment. He wanted Die, and now that they were kissing each other hungrily again, all control vanished within mere seconds.
The younger man did nothing to resist, since the rational part of his mind had become undone somewhere along with the rising heat inside of him. He had been lusting after the older man for so long, had wanted to repeat their one night, that now all the barriers seemed to give in. He didn't even try to get Kaoru out of his shirt, going straight to his pants. As soon as he got the zipper opened he sneaked his hand in, brushing over the growing need he found there.
The touch elicited a low moan which broke the kiss and Kaoru's hips moved forward on their own accord. Too long had he been yearning for this, to feel Die's hands on him again. Usually, one tended to glorify things which had happened only once in life, but Kaoru learned that this hadn't been the case with the other man. Breathing heavily already, he grabbed the cuff of the Die's jeans, popped open the button and slid down the zipper. "I have lube with me, but no condoms," he whispered, his teeth scraping down the delicious skin on the neck lightly.
Die groaned, tilting his head to offer the other man more skin to work with, every single thing shooting right through him. "I might have one. In the pocket of my jacket." He managed to just breathe out the words, and truth to be told, he wouldn't have minded even if he didn't have one. He wasn't the one to be careless, but his need for Kaoru overpowered everything else.
The first thing that popped into Kaoru's mind was that Die didn't wear said jacket and it caused him to growl annoyed. He was so hard already that it hurt, needed everything he could get. Still, he didn't want to risk anything, didn't want to infect the other since his last test had been some time ago already.
With his hand in the other's pants, the smaller man teased him, punished him for not having a condom at hand when needed by pressing his thumb firmly against the tip, only moving slightly. "Where the fuck is that jacket?" he snarled and sank his teeth into the soft flesh where the neck ended in the collarbone.
Die's hips jerked forward, a small strangled cry escaping from his throat as he gripped the other's shoulder tight. "O-on the couch." He still tried to move into the touch, whimpering frustrated as he wanted more. Somehow he managed to get his feet moving, trying to manoeuvre both of them towards the said piece of furniture. Like dancing, they were moving across the room, not willing to miss a single thing, let alone the contact itself.
Once they had reached their destiny, Kaoru pulled a small tube out of the back pocket of his jeans, chuckling a bit. "A sample..." he explained at Die's quite confused expression and quickly kissed him deeply again. Since the redhead didn't move right away, Kaoru again took the initiative and stretched his arm, grabbed the jacket and instantly began to search the pockets, the lube stored between his teeth for the moment.
The redhead did his best to distract him though, tugging the other's pants a bit lower and lacing his fingers around his arousal. He kept his eyes directed on Kaoru's expression, grinning as he noticed that his mouth opened slightly, clearly in troubles to concentrate.
Only at the nick of time, the older guitarist caught the lube which fell out of his mouth as it opened wider to release a soft sigh. Sadly, this had only been a partial victory since he had dropped the jacket to catch the tube. "Bastard! On whose side are you?" Despite the harsh words, Kaoru was smiling and gripped the taller man's neck in the back, pulling him down into a short kiss. Smiling still, he afterwards pressed the lube into Die's hand and turned around teasingly, bending down to get the jacket.
The redhead locked his eyes on the other's butt, slowly licking his lips and openly staring. He moved a bit closer, pressing their bodies together, sneaking his arm around Kaoru's waist to go on with his advances on his arousal. "You know," He breathed out, straight into the older man's ear. "I've been yearning for a piece of that gorgeous butt of yours."
A shiver ran through the smaller man's body and he would've dropped the jacket again if his hand hadn't been stuck in one of the pockets. Finally, he found what he had been looking for and slowly straightened again, making sure to press his rear against Die's hardness in the movement. Smiling sweetly, he turned his head and looked over his shoulder at the man behind him with an innocent expression. He held up the condom and winked. "Now you can have all of it, if you want."
Die used the opportunity to catch the other's lips in a hungry kiss, moving a bit more against him. He had to pull back though, to be able to get his pants low enough, as well as the other's. He knew this would be quick, so he didn't even bother getting rid of the clothes more than what was necessary. In a swift movement he turned the other man a bit, making him lean forward against the backrest of the couch, coevally trying to rip the condom-package open.
Kaoru folded his arms on the backrest and pressed his forehead against them. He spread his legs as far as possible with the jeans limiting him while his heart threatened to burst his chest as it was going a thousand miles an hour. First, he had thought that the enormous need had come from the time-span of abstinence again, but since every touch, every word or movement of the other man sent pleasant shivers down his spine, he had come to the conclusion that he truly had yearned for the redhead.
"Just hurry," he pressed out between two ragged breaths. "Forget about the prepping and only use lube." He knew that it still would probably hurt the next day, but at that moment didn't give a damn, only wanted to feel Die inside him, wanted him to put out the fire that was burning his insides.
"You sure?" Die felt like he needed to ask for confirmation, but after receiving a certain nod he made a small agreeing sound. Swiftly he rolled the condom over his arousal, with a generous amount of lube, before positioning himself on the other's entrance, slowly moving his hips and invading him. He couldn't prevent a long, low moan falling from his lips as he felt the other's inner muscles clench around him, shooting laces of pleasure through him. This was what he had been waiting for, yearning for.
"Oh god!" Kaoru clawed the couch's backrest into his fists and groaned partly from pleasure, partly from pain. But he liked it that way, liked to feel the slight burn since it stood in crass contrast to what would follow, made it more real somehow. After a second, the uncomfortableness faded and he pushed backwards, urged Die to move and fill him completely like he had been dreaming about ever since he had left him in the early morning after their one-night-stand.
Die didn't need more urging, and instantly picked up a steady pace, moving as his body demanded. He was gripping the smaller man's hips tight, so tight that it would probably leave marks behind but he didn't care. He was too lost in the pure pleasure that was coursing through his veins. He pressed his face into the other's neck, inhaling deep, the scent alone almost throwing him over the edge.
Die was the first guy who managed to make Kaoru forget everything, who took him so high that he didn't even need to be touched to reach that ultimate state of bliss which would make his whole body feel weightless like floating in the air. His every sense was directed at the man behind him although he felt like being caught in a bubble. With every thrust, Die struck his sweet-spot, making him groan and incoherently beg for more. He felt Die's hot breath sink into his skin right next to his ear where he was most sensitive, heard his heavy respiration and everything together drove him mad with all the lust it rose in him.
Kaoru didn't need much longer, only a couple of those harder thrusts and his whole being tensed. He felt his muscles spasm around the other's length deep inside him, squeezing it while his body began to tremble and he released himself with a long, raw moan. Stars were dancing before his eyes, the sensations bereaving him of every clear thought while he rode out his orgasm, his fingers gripping the couch's backrest so tightly that his knuckles were turning white.
The intensity of the other's orgasm went straight through the redhead, made him scream out loud as he was kicked over the edge forcefully. He didn't even remember when he had last been this lost, when he had been through this much pleasure that simply threatened to drive him insane. His whole being tensed, until every single muscle threatened to snap as he was too lost to even remember how to breathe for those few blissful moments.
When the first enormous waves of pleasure were slowly ceasing and made way for the more steady feeling of contentment and bliss, Kaoru thought about asking the redhead not to pull out but to fuck him again straight away. After all, they only had this one condom and although he felt still high, he was like an addict and wanted more. Only when the man behind him didn't move at all, he tilted his head a bit, smiling. "Are you still alive?"
"I don't know." Die laughed breathlessly, shaking his head just a tiny bit. "I think I might've just died after all." He was only now beginning to realize that they still hadn't locked the door, that anyone could walk in at any moment. But he was determined to make Kaoru come home with him tonight, so they could as well get moving there. As soon as his limbs would begin to do what he wanted.
The reply made Kaoru chuckle and he straightened his back, anxious not to move too much though. "Think I need to call an ambulance or will some mouth-to-mouth resuscitation do?" he asked amused. Inwardly, he was praying to whoever would listen that this hadn't been their last encounter.
"I think you'll manage just fine without an ambulance as well." Die laughed, finally managing to straighten, pulling out in the same movement.
It caused the smaller man to wince only slightly and he instantly turned around, almost sitting on the couch's backrest. Smiling, he placed his palms on Die's hips and pulled him closer, stretched his neck upwards and whispered. "I do, but what about you?"
"I just need you." The redhead shrugged casually, leaning closer and connecting their lips in a slow kiss. It felt too good, was too perfect to be true if one asked Kaoru. He was a bit afraid because of what Die had said though. Did it mean he wanted him, the whole him? Or did he mean his body? If one asked the smaller guitarist, the latter would be better for both of them. They could remain friends and still have their fun; something every man was dreaming about. Having a fuck-buddy.
Die didn't even know himself what he had meant, he had just spoken his mind. He only knew that now that he had got to re-enact some of the passion they had shared, he definitely wouldn't be happy with only this, he wanted more, couldn't control the lust any longer. It went both ways though since Kaoru certainly wouldn't let go off the redhead again now that he was intoxicated.
In silent stipulation, they went to Die's apartment together, only stopping by at a supermarket to buy condoms since the Die wasn't sure about the status of his pink box. To tell the truth, he hadn't had anybody since their first encounter just like Kaoru. The band had just been too time consuming, he had told himself but wasn't completely convinced that this had been the only reason. However, once they had closed the apartment door behind them, both men were acting as if this was their last day on earth, not wasting a second before impatiently undressing the other, exchanging hot, longing kisses in between.
The night turned out to be more or less repeating their first time, as they didn't rest before they were both lying sprawled on the bed, sweaty and stained, completely and utterly wasted. Still they felt better than in a long time, a moronic grin dancing on both of their lips. From then on they made sure they wouldn't have to suffer from long chaste periods like before anymore, spending nights together on regular basis.
Author:
seinen_no and fonulynRating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: Kaoru and Die meet in a bar, and they end up sharing a passionate night together. It was a mutual agreement that it should be a one night stand, but fate doesn’t always work like that.
Comments:
seinen_no: Hello Dears! Bah, I should've sent this to fonulyn a couple of hours ago already, but I was kinda distracted by the long story we're writing… Sorry!Hey, don't pity Kaoru too much. It's his own fault and he could've made a move on Die way earlier^^ Heh, but you'll see, he'll take his chances eventually. Or will Toshiya pre-empt him? Just have fun reading and thank you for your faithfulness and all your nice comments *huggles*
fonulyn: Well well, what to say. I’m afraid I’m going to tell you too much about this if I open my big mouth right now XD So let’s just say that this chapter will take things further already and they won’t get stuck in the situation they’re in after the third chap ;) Enjoy.And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Previously happened: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Chapter 4
Ever since he had seen Die and Toshiya embracing each other, Kaoru had real problems to get a hold of the feelings inside him, to suppress the want to just go over and kiss the redhead again, to re-enact the night they had shared. Besides, it again had been quite some time since he had had any; the band eating up all his time. Whenever he would've had the opportunity to hit a club and find himself somebody to spend the night with, he either didn't feel like it or preferred to spend the evening hanging out with his new friends. But he wasn't made for leading a chaste life and something would have to change soon or he would certainly get blisters on his right hand.
Die noticed that the older man seemed to have his eyes on him more often than before, and he felt somewhat watched. It wasn't as if the looks would've bothered him really, but he was simply confused since he didn't know what the other man wanted. Where did this come from and was he supposed to act on it when he noticed the stares or not? But he didn't have the guts to do anything, although he would've been more than willing to repeat the night they had shared so long ago. He didn't want to risk their friendship though, and besides, Kaoru had once said he doesn't mix personal life with work, as if hinting towards what they had had.
It was true, the older guitarist had always strictly separated work and fun, knowing that nothing good would come of mixing those. But how was he supposed to remain firm in his principles when he had the most gorgeous man right in front of him every damn day? The fact that he had never witnessed anything further than a hug or a touch between Die and Toshiya gave him hope that he could still sneak in between them somehow. Maybe if he straight out told Die that he would love to get into bed once again?
The friendship between the bassist and the redhead hadn't changed at all after Die's confession, because they both knew that there was nothing more between them, and they trusted each other. The only thing that showed they had talked about it was that now Toshiya didn't point out only pretty girls to his friend when they were out somewhere, but teased him by pointing out good looking guys as well. To Die it was a huge relief too, as now everyone in the band knew of him, and he was able to just be himself. Or almost himself, since he still had to hide that he hadn't gotten over the memory of what he'd shared with their bandleader.
Kaoru, of course, didn't know any of that, because whenever he was out with those two, Toshiya held back and only dropped subtle hints which passed him by unnoticed. Usually, Kaoru was quite sensitive for everything that happened around him, but for some reason he always was distracted whenever the redhead was near. They were friends, yes, good friends even if not best, but did that also mean that it was impossible to get physical again? No emotions involved of course.
The band made progress really quick and they were signed by the record company. That night, every single one of them got so drunk that neither remembered anything of it later. But Kaoru remembered very well waking up in Die's bed. The only flaw of that memory was that Die had been sleeping on the couch.
Their new practice room, which the company had offered them, was beyond their imagination. It was a real studio with a lounge and even a soda machine and a coffee dispenser. They worked hard, everyone determined to get the band going and do everything to succeed just as they had been dreaming of. Often they staid in the studio till late at night, working on perfecting their songs so that they'd be able to get the album sound as they wished.
One day, it was only the bassist and the guitarists remaining, as Shinya had needed to leave earlier and Kyo had promised to go with him, Die and Toshiya were sitting on the couch, talking in a low voice about this one song the bassist had been working on, trying to figure out what it still needed. Kaoru was standing a bit further from them, storing his guitar and simultaneously trying to overhear the conversation. But no matter how quiet he was, not a single word reached his ears.
This was just too frustrating and on the one hand, he was truly hoping that the two would just come out and tell that they were a couple or fuck-buddies or whatever. On the other hand though, he wished HE could be the redhead's fuck-buddy or whatever. When Toshiya and Die stood up and the blue-haired man headed for the restrooms, flashing Kaoru one of his friendly smiles in passing by, the lead-guitarist sensed his chance.
Slowly, he approached the redhead, who had just stored his guitar into its rack, from behind. Die didn't seem to have notice him, because his eyes widened in surprise when Kaoru suddenly took a hold of his shoulder, turned him around and kissed him roughly. Die was more than surprised, as this was practically the last thing he had expected from the other man. Still, his heartbeat quickened considerably, his eyes falling shut on their own accord as he responded to the kiss, even mewling slightly into it. He hadn't even noticed how much he had yearned for that, had lusted after the other man, but now it all seemed to break free at this single moment.
Kaoru took a few steps, pushing the other man backwards against the wall. The fact that Die didn't pull away, but even opened up for him, made his heart pound like a drum as much as the taste he had been trying to remember over and over again now elicited a physical reaction in him. He pressed his body firmly against the redhead's, grinding against him and practically ravished his mouth, hungry for everything he could get.
Only the need for oxygen finally forced them to break the contact, yet Kaoru didn't move away. "Don't you think," he asked lowly, fighting for control over his respiration and his heartbeat, "you prefer a man in bed instead of a blue-haired boy?"
The redhead was completely out of breath, first only staring at the smaller man, totally bewildered. Slowly the pieces of the puzzle began to drop to their places in his mind though, as he understood where the sudden reaction had come from. So Kaoru had thought there was something between him and Toshiya? Outwardly Die managed to collect himself soon though, a small self confident smirk finding its way to his lips. "You got that one right." He didn't care that his voice sounded a bit odd, clearly affected by the moment, by the other's mere presence.
That was all Kaoru had wanted to hear, everything he needed to know. A smug smile appeared on his lips and he slowly grinded against the other once more before he stepped back, his hands, which had been placed on the wall besides the younger man's head, slid loosely down Die's chest and lightly brushed over his crotch before he turned around. "Good then." Kaoru knew if he didn't turn away now, he would lose control and get it on right there and then.
Just at that moment, a girl entered the studio, wearing a mini-skirt with overknee boots. She had long hair, a bright smile and a perfect figure. "Is Toshiya still here? I promised to pick him up." "I'm here, baby." The bassist practically waltzed through the room and greeted her with a deep kiss. Kaoru turned pale. So Toshiya had a girlfriend!? He had been only imagining everything and in reality there had never been anything between him and the redhead? Suddenly, he felt utterly stupid and only wanted to run. But he remained calm outwardly, used to build up this wall of self-confidence around him.
Die smiled and nodded at the girl, not trusting his voice just yet. He had seen her a couple of times, and as far as he knew the couple was head over heels for each other, although they hadn't known for that long yet. Die's mind was directed totally towards Kaoru though, since he couldn't help but to wonder where this would lead them. What had just happened had been more than a promise of something, but he still wasn't certain if Kaoru maybe had just wanted to test him.
After the first shock had ceased, Kaoru remembered his manners and greeted the girl as well, introducing himself to her. To Toshiya, he hissed though. "Why the fuck did you never talk about her?" The bassist didn't answer, only grinned at him, took the girl's hand and said his goodbyes.
"So," the older guitarist drawled without turning around to look at the redhead, "you knew about him having a girl?"
"Of course I did." Die answered casually right away. "It's a rather new thing though." He could hear the slight annoyance in the other guitarist's voice, and for some reason it made him grin.
"Now that's embarrassing." Though Kaoru really meant it, he was smiling about himself. For a moment, he pondered how to wriggle out of the situation and save his dignity, but then he came to the conclusion that he gave a damn about dignity and only wanted to get into the redhead's pants. Still, he was waiting for some kind of reaction from Die.
"So does this mean you take back whatever you just did and said?" The younger man asked, trying to keep his tone just mildly amused although his heartbeat was slowly increasing.
"No," Kaoru drawled, finally turning around to approach him. He moved purposefully slow and only stopped when their chests were almost touching. "It only means that it'll take a long night of screwing to make me forget how embarrassed I am now."
"Let's see what I can do to help then." Die's grin widened considerably, as he grabbed the cuff of the Kaoru's pants to pull him even closer, leaning down to kiss him. A part of him didn’t even believe this was true, but he figured he could take his chances.
Mewling slightly, Kaoru pressed himself closely against the other man while his fingers were searching for a way under Die's shirt. He didn't even spare a single thought at the fact that the door wasn't locked and that practically anybody could walk in on them. And even if he did, it would only boost the heat inside him and add its own spice to the moment. He wanted Die, and now that they were kissing each other hungrily again, all control vanished within mere seconds.
The younger man did nothing to resist, since the rational part of his mind had become undone somewhere along with the rising heat inside of him. He had been lusting after the older man for so long, had wanted to repeat their one night, that now all the barriers seemed to give in. He didn't even try to get Kaoru out of his shirt, going straight to his pants. As soon as he got the zipper opened he sneaked his hand in, brushing over the growing need he found there.
The touch elicited a low moan which broke the kiss and Kaoru's hips moved forward on their own accord. Too long had he been yearning for this, to feel Die's hands on him again. Usually, one tended to glorify things which had happened only once in life, but Kaoru learned that this hadn't been the case with the other man. Breathing heavily already, he grabbed the cuff of the Die's jeans, popped open the button and slid down the zipper. "I have lube with me, but no condoms," he whispered, his teeth scraping down the delicious skin on the neck lightly.
Die groaned, tilting his head to offer the other man more skin to work with, every single thing shooting right through him. "I might have one. In the pocket of my jacket." He managed to just breathe out the words, and truth to be told, he wouldn't have minded even if he didn't have one. He wasn't the one to be careless, but his need for Kaoru overpowered everything else.
The first thing that popped into Kaoru's mind was that Die didn't wear said jacket and it caused him to growl annoyed. He was so hard already that it hurt, needed everything he could get. Still, he didn't want to risk anything, didn't want to infect the other since his last test had been some time ago already.
With his hand in the other's pants, the smaller man teased him, punished him for not having a condom at hand when needed by pressing his thumb firmly against the tip, only moving slightly. "Where the fuck is that jacket?" he snarled and sank his teeth into the soft flesh where the neck ended in the collarbone.
Die's hips jerked forward, a small strangled cry escaping from his throat as he gripped the other's shoulder tight. "O-on the couch." He still tried to move into the touch, whimpering frustrated as he wanted more. Somehow he managed to get his feet moving, trying to manoeuvre both of them towards the said piece of furniture. Like dancing, they were moving across the room, not willing to miss a single thing, let alone the contact itself.
Once they had reached their destiny, Kaoru pulled a small tube out of the back pocket of his jeans, chuckling a bit. "A sample..." he explained at Die's quite confused expression and quickly kissed him deeply again. Since the redhead didn't move right away, Kaoru again took the initiative and stretched his arm, grabbed the jacket and instantly began to search the pockets, the lube stored between his teeth for the moment.
The redhead did his best to distract him though, tugging the other's pants a bit lower and lacing his fingers around his arousal. He kept his eyes directed on Kaoru's expression, grinning as he noticed that his mouth opened slightly, clearly in troubles to concentrate.
Only at the nick of time, the older guitarist caught the lube which fell out of his mouth as it opened wider to release a soft sigh. Sadly, this had only been a partial victory since he had dropped the jacket to catch the tube. "Bastard! On whose side are you?" Despite the harsh words, Kaoru was smiling and gripped the taller man's neck in the back, pulling him down into a short kiss. Smiling still, he afterwards pressed the lube into Die's hand and turned around teasingly, bending down to get the jacket.
The redhead locked his eyes on the other's butt, slowly licking his lips and openly staring. He moved a bit closer, pressing their bodies together, sneaking his arm around Kaoru's waist to go on with his advances on his arousal. "You know," He breathed out, straight into the older man's ear. "I've been yearning for a piece of that gorgeous butt of yours."
A shiver ran through the smaller man's body and he would've dropped the jacket again if his hand hadn't been stuck in one of the pockets. Finally, he found what he had been looking for and slowly straightened again, making sure to press his rear against Die's hardness in the movement. Smiling sweetly, he turned his head and looked over his shoulder at the man behind him with an innocent expression. He held up the condom and winked. "Now you can have all of it, if you want."
Die used the opportunity to catch the other's lips in a hungry kiss, moving a bit more against him. He had to pull back though, to be able to get his pants low enough, as well as the other's. He knew this would be quick, so he didn't even bother getting rid of the clothes more than what was necessary. In a swift movement he turned the other man a bit, making him lean forward against the backrest of the couch, coevally trying to rip the condom-package open.
Kaoru folded his arms on the backrest and pressed his forehead against them. He spread his legs as far as possible with the jeans limiting him while his heart threatened to burst his chest as it was going a thousand miles an hour. First, he had thought that the enormous need had come from the time-span of abstinence again, but since every touch, every word or movement of the other man sent pleasant shivers down his spine, he had come to the conclusion that he truly had yearned for the redhead.
"Just hurry," he pressed out between two ragged breaths. "Forget about the prepping and only use lube." He knew that it still would probably hurt the next day, but at that moment didn't give a damn, only wanted to feel Die inside him, wanted him to put out the fire that was burning his insides.
"You sure?" Die felt like he needed to ask for confirmation, but after receiving a certain nod he made a small agreeing sound. Swiftly he rolled the condom over his arousal, with a generous amount of lube, before positioning himself on the other's entrance, slowly moving his hips and invading him. He couldn't prevent a long, low moan falling from his lips as he felt the other's inner muscles clench around him, shooting laces of pleasure through him. This was what he had been waiting for, yearning for.
"Oh god!" Kaoru clawed the couch's backrest into his fists and groaned partly from pleasure, partly from pain. But he liked it that way, liked to feel the slight burn since it stood in crass contrast to what would follow, made it more real somehow. After a second, the uncomfortableness faded and he pushed backwards, urged Die to move and fill him completely like he had been dreaming about ever since he had left him in the early morning after their one-night-stand.
Die didn't need more urging, and instantly picked up a steady pace, moving as his body demanded. He was gripping the smaller man's hips tight, so tight that it would probably leave marks behind but he didn't care. He was too lost in the pure pleasure that was coursing through his veins. He pressed his face into the other's neck, inhaling deep, the scent alone almost throwing him over the edge.
Die was the first guy who managed to make Kaoru forget everything, who took him so high that he didn't even need to be touched to reach that ultimate state of bliss which would make his whole body feel weightless like floating in the air. His every sense was directed at the man behind him although he felt like being caught in a bubble. With every thrust, Die struck his sweet-spot, making him groan and incoherently beg for more. He felt Die's hot breath sink into his skin right next to his ear where he was most sensitive, heard his heavy respiration and everything together drove him mad with all the lust it rose in him.
Kaoru didn't need much longer, only a couple of those harder thrusts and his whole being tensed. He felt his muscles spasm around the other's length deep inside him, squeezing it while his body began to tremble and he released himself with a long, raw moan. Stars were dancing before his eyes, the sensations bereaving him of every clear thought while he rode out his orgasm, his fingers gripping the couch's backrest so tightly that his knuckles were turning white.
The intensity of the other's orgasm went straight through the redhead, made him scream out loud as he was kicked over the edge forcefully. He didn't even remember when he had last been this lost, when he had been through this much pleasure that simply threatened to drive him insane. His whole being tensed, until every single muscle threatened to snap as he was too lost to even remember how to breathe for those few blissful moments.
When the first enormous waves of pleasure were slowly ceasing and made way for the more steady feeling of contentment and bliss, Kaoru thought about asking the redhead not to pull out but to fuck him again straight away. After all, they only had this one condom and although he felt still high, he was like an addict and wanted more. Only when the man behind him didn't move at all, he tilted his head a bit, smiling. "Are you still alive?"
"I don't know." Die laughed breathlessly, shaking his head just a tiny bit. "I think I might've just died after all." He was only now beginning to realize that they still hadn't locked the door, that anyone could walk in at any moment. But he was determined to make Kaoru come home with him tonight, so they could as well get moving there. As soon as his limbs would begin to do what he wanted.
The reply made Kaoru chuckle and he straightened his back, anxious not to move too much though. "Think I need to call an ambulance or will some mouth-to-mouth resuscitation do?" he asked amused. Inwardly, he was praying to whoever would listen that this hadn't been their last encounter.
"I think you'll manage just fine without an ambulance as well." Die laughed, finally managing to straighten, pulling out in the same movement.
It caused the smaller man to wince only slightly and he instantly turned around, almost sitting on the couch's backrest. Smiling, he placed his palms on Die's hips and pulled him closer, stretched his neck upwards and whispered. "I do, but what about you?"
"I just need you." The redhead shrugged casually, leaning closer and connecting their lips in a slow kiss. It felt too good, was too perfect to be true if one asked Kaoru. He was a bit afraid because of what Die had said though. Did it mean he wanted him, the whole him? Or did he mean his body? If one asked the smaller guitarist, the latter would be better for both of them. They could remain friends and still have their fun; something every man was dreaming about. Having a fuck-buddy.
Die didn't even know himself what he had meant, he had just spoken his mind. He only knew that now that he had got to re-enact some of the passion they had shared, he definitely wouldn't be happy with only this, he wanted more, couldn't control the lust any longer. It went both ways though since Kaoru certainly wouldn't let go off the redhead again now that he was intoxicated.
In silent stipulation, they went to Die's apartment together, only stopping by at a supermarket to buy condoms since the Die wasn't sure about the status of his pink box. To tell the truth, he hadn't had anybody since their first encounter just like Kaoru. The band had just been too time consuming, he had told himself but wasn't completely convinced that this had been the only reason. However, once they had closed the apartment door behind them, both men were acting as if this was their last day on earth, not wasting a second before impatiently undressing the other, exchanging hot, longing kisses in between.
The night turned out to be more or less repeating their first time, as they didn't rest before they were both lying sprawled on the bed, sweaty and stained, completely and utterly wasted. Still they felt better than in a long time, a moronic grin dancing on both of their lips. From then on they made sure they wouldn't have to suffer from long chaste periods like before anymore, spending nights together on regular basis.