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Title: Shotgun wedding; Chapter 5: Eruption
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seinen_no and fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: The Niikura’s and the Andou’s used to be the two biggest families in town, wealthy and respected to the point of practically ruling the business as they wished. Times have changed though, and thus the heads of the clans have decided to take the needed steps to join their families to restore their power. Single persons don’t have much to say about anything when the whole future of the families is in question, that much the eldest sons of the Niikura family and the Andou family have to come to notice.
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seinen_no: I won't say much here, but only that I know you'll LOVE this chapter :D
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Previously happened: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
Shotgun Wedding
Chapter 5: Eruption
Finally it came the time for the guests to leave though. That morning, both Die and Kaoru were smiling honestly, relieved that they had fulfilled their duties. There would be only the long breakfast together before the goodbyes. Everyone was in a good mood, exchanged compliments and was laughing a lot. All in all it has been a successful visit. After the breakfast Mr. Okotaba suggested that the 'ladies' – including Die – would have a moment together while the men would still need a second for sealing some business agreements. The way he worded it was enough to make Die get on the edge again, and he was barely able to keep up his good natured façade when he led the women inside into the huge living room.
Time flew by though and it didn't take long before the long goodbyes had been exchanged, the guests already on their way back home. Die didn't even bother to cover how relieved he was and instantly released a huge sigh as he plopped down on the couch in the living room, stretching his limbs relishing. At least now he didn't need to pretend being desperately in love with his husband every single moment and would be allowed to relax at least at home.
Kaoru had unbuttoned his shirt, and opened the first button of his trousers before he dropped down in the huge armchair, sighing as well. He couldn't deny that it was heavenly to have the house for himself again. Well, for himself and Die but the redhead didn't count for him. "You've been a good wife," he mentioned casually without looking at the other man. Honestly, it had been meant as a compliment, coming straight from his heart.
Inwardly Kaoru was a bit nervous since he was still attracted to his husband more than he should be and he had considered seeking the company of the poolboy to forget about the redhead, even if it meant a divorce in case Die caught them. But then, there was something inside him that held him back. Be it false morals or compassion since Die's situation wasn't much better than his own. He didn't know which it was and he didn't dare to allow himself to go into details when it came to thinking about the reasons.
Somehow Die's nerves had already been hanging on a thread after being treated as one of the wives for the whole weekend and it had been even worse this last morning when every single businessman had said goodbyes to him like to a woman, kissing his hand and giving a few compliments. Before he even noticed it he had already jumped up from the couch, snapping completely. "Well thank you!" His voice showed clearly what he thought of his husband's words. "Maybe I should practice growing breasts to give the perfect impression," he muttered, turning around on his heels since he needed to get out of there, no matter where.
"But–" Kaoru didn't get the chance to apologize because that indeed was what he would have done if Die hadn't slammed the door shut already. The young Niikura was stunned. He had known that it annoyed Die to be treated as the girl, hell, had even teased him purposefully with it, but this time it had only been meant as a compliment and he would have even gotten more into details to explain his words. The weekend had been quite productive and he had managed to seal important deals while especially Mr. Hamada had made clear that one reason why he wanted to deal with the Andou/Niikura family was that the two were such a nice, loving couple and that Die had played a big part in convincing him since he was so charming and his wife was so taken with the young redhead.
The weekend had been tiring and hard for Die though and he felt almost like crying out of mere frustration. Or would have, if he hadn't been so angry to begin with. For a long moment he simply walked around, trying to calm himself down and get in control of himself. It gave him too much time to think though, to go through everything in his mind again and he found himself getting even more frustrated and angry with each moment.
He didn't even notice where he was going at first, but finally found himself standing in front of his father's huge house. The servants were looking at him stunned. Had the young Andou actually walked there all the way? That was what he had several cars for, so he wouldn't need to. But Die ignored all the glances and simply asked for his father. When the steward informed him the old man was in his study, working, he instantly headed there, ignoring the man's careful attempt to tell him his father shouldn't be interrupted.
Die practically slammed the door open and stormed inside before slamming it shut behind himself again. "Father, I need to talk to you. I can't go on like this!"
Very slowly, the old man raised his gaze and cast an angry glance at his son. "What did I teach you about knocking?" Before Die had the chance to go on, he was sent outside again and had to knock and politely wait to be let in. Of course his father made him wait a long moment before he said he could come in. "So, what is it you can't go on with?" Mr. Andou asked although he had a quite good idea what was bugging his son. It caused some sort of malicious delight inside him to see the otherwise so cool and blunt young man so frustrated.
"This marriage!" Die went straight to the point instantly, not bothering to cover how agitated he was. He was even angrier now that he had been treated like a little boy and forced to re-enact his entry to the room. "We don't need the Niikuras that desperately. And I'm certainly not going to tolerate living with that asshole any longer."
"You will. Simply because I am the one who decides what we need and what not. Our family does benefit a lot from Niikura's good reputation and he's a hard working man only that he now works hard for US and not for our competitors anymore." Mr. Andou was completely calm, but his voice was firm, not allowing any kind of contradiction. "So get back to him and don't forget the dinner party next week. Everybody will be there, all of our rivals and all of our partners too. Even the old Niikura and his wife will be there, so prepare well for it and don't embarrass your family."
"Father!" The redhead rolled his eyes in a clearly annoyed and frustrated gesture. "There are other hard working men and you can't need him that desperately, can you? Besides," he spoke quickly, using the first thought that popped into his mind and tried to look as convincing as possible. "He's been getting more and more indecent. If you make me live with him still, it's only a matter of time until he violates the deal and forces his way into my bed!"
There was no doubt that Die was lying and his father didn't buy one word of it. Laughing, he patted his son's shoulder in a mock-compassionate gesture. "Nice try, Daisuke." He turned serious after a second though, not being a very cheerful or funny man. "And that's exactly why I make the decisions when it comes to family business and not you. You better head back to one of your beauty treatments or your brainless friends while the real men make the deals."
That was certainly the last drop and if there hadn't been a little bit of self control still left somewhere inside of the redhead, he would've punched his father straight in the face. Now he only hit the man's hand away from his shoulder, giving him a murderous glare that spoke of all the hate and angriness. "You will regret this, I swear," he practically hissed the words, before storming out of the room without saying anything further.
Die had never gotten along with his father well, not even when he had been a child and his mother had still been alive. The man simply lived for business and the only one he had ever cared for had been his wife. After her death, the man had left his children in the care of the servants completely, only seeing them occasionally and even then the kids had to behave perfectly and show respect to their father unfaltering. It seemed that there was no gentleness, no emotions left in the old Andou to share.
The redhead had thought he was over it and usually it didn't bother him that much anymore. He could live with the knowledge that he didn't get along with his father a single minute. Still, somewhere inside him was this little boy who was craving for acceptance. Hearing his father mock him and play him down always managed to stir something inside him and make him feel miserable. Although nowadays part of that was drowned out by the anger, because he was positively enraged at himself for letting this thing get to him still.
Only later in the night, Die returned back home, trying to avoid his husband the best he could. To his luck Kaoru had already retreated to his room and so he could freely sneak into his bed under the covers to clear his head properly. On his way home he had stopped at this close-by bar and he knew that he would have the hangover of the century the following morning.
Very much to his surprise, Kaoru didn't wake him with an exceptionally loud bang of the door as he usually did when he got up earlier than his young husband. Quite the contrary, Kaoru sneaked out of his room on tiptoes, trying not to disturb Die's sleep. One could clearly smell alcohol in the air and Kaoru knew that Die had been drinking the night before. To some extend, he even felt responsible although he thought that the reaction had been a bit too much for being called the wife.
Even when he came home from work in the late evening, he noticed that Die hadn't left the bed yet but still he didn't comment on it. Instead, he only tossed a pack of painkillers on the redhead's nightstand, mumbling, "Those usually help better than the ones that are in our first aid kit."
Kaoru had made a small detour on his way home to stop at the pharmacy and get those. That was how bad his conscience was. He still didn't like Die's attitude nor the fact that he seemed to be able to play not only the women but him as well, and yet he had to admit that he got tired of having nobody at home to talk to and of always fighting, at work and at home.
The redhead was more than surprised by the gesture, too stunned to thank his husband before the other man had left the room again. Somehow the gesture made him feel better though and there was even a small smile dancing on his lips as he reached for the pack of painkillers. Maybe it would be easier if he could get along with Kaoru? At least he would definitely appreciate gestures like this. Come to think of it, it made him a little too happy, didn't it?
The next day, he was almost back to his old self though which of course meant sleeping in late and spending the day lazy at home. Of course he made sure that he looked stunning enough when he would need to make a public appearance again. He hadn't forgotten about the party his father had mentioned and knew that it would be the biggest happening of the year in their city. It was to celebrate the founders of their city and even the servants had a day off which began on the evening of the party. They had to be back to duty only after two nights, which of course meant that Die and Kaoru would be home alone for the whole day.
Everything was circling around the celebrations and the preparations for the big party and even Kaoru couldn't avoid all the fuss although he was trying to focus on work during the days. It would be a huge feast and Die and Kaoru had both prepared themselves mentally that they would be the stars of the evening, make the best possible impression and give out the show of their lives. It was something to prove how good they were both at playing other people and at pretending that they were still madly in love with each other.
Everybody was nervous and their servants did their best to prepare some dinner for the upcoming day so that their employers wouldn't be left without. Even when Kaoru assured them it would be alright not to, that they could just order themselves food, they insisted on doing it. It was half past seven when their chauffeur finally stopped the huge limousine on their driveway, waiting for the couple to get inside to be brought to the party.
The whole city seemed to be one big party though and thus it took longer to get downtown, rows of cars blocking their way since everybody seemed to have some party or feast to attend. The city was decorated with flowers and lanterns, even more than at Christmas time.
Like expected, all eyes were on the young couple when they exited the car, Die's arm casually hooked with the smaller man's as they were walking down the red carpet towards the luxurious hotel where the feast was held. The press was there, taking pictures and both men tried to walk down the aisle as quick as possible without appearing to be in a rush.
They were gracious enough to allow the press to take some pictures though, even stopped right at the door to smile at the cameras. As soon as possible, they sneaked inside though, relieved to only have to deal with the other guests then. Instantly when they stepped into the room, there were several important people to be greeted and Die again had to slip into his role of the wife since that was how he was treated naturally.
He managed to stay calm enough in public though, never giving away that it annoyed him to no end. Only when he saw his father a bit further away he abruptly changed directions, practically dragging his husband to greet one of their most important business partners instead. He simply couldn't stand seeing his father, knew he would get more than annoyed and just snap if the old man said something mean enough.
Kaoru wasn't surprised that Die didn't want to see his father. He knew that the two men didn't get along at all. Besides, if they would, his father certainly hadn't added the chastity clause to the contract. His own father had told him how bitter the old Andou was that his son preferred male company in bed. And, not only that, but that he had never made a secret of it either.
So he allowed himself to be dragged away, not eager to meet his father-in-law anyways since the man had something frightening in him and was cold as ice; the complete opposite to his own father. After greeting the most important guests, Kaoru spotted his mother though and this time it was him who took a firm hold of Die's hand and dragged him towards her. He loved his mother, hadn't seen her in ages and it was only natural that she would want to talk to the young couple, right? Kenchi was there too, the boy greeting his older brother first with a polite bow and then with a tight hug. He missed Kaoru since the older one had helped him with his homework and had spent time with him otherwise too.
Just then somebody came up to Kaoru and told him some important businessman had asked for his presence. Smiling, he apologized to his mother and his husband, giving both of them a kiss on the cheek, before he followed the man through the crowd.
His departure had created a short moment of uncomfortable silence between the woman and the redhead since they didn't know what to talk about. Mrs Niikura could clearly see that the love between the two was only an act and that although she had wished for her son that the act would become true once; that they would learn to love each other. But that was just the wish of a sentimental mother, she thought while examining the redhead's features attentively.
For a while Die wasn't sure what to say, if he should just excuse himself and try to get away from the situation or what. But then he saw his father again a bit further and that made him determined to occupy himself here so that he wouldn't need to acknowledge the old man in any way. Creating his friendliest smile he looked at his mother-in-law, tilting his head a bit. "I trust you've been fine? It's been a long time since we last saw." They had last seen at the wedding to be exact, and only two times before that so he didn't really know the woman.
Die had no idea what had gotten into him – he blamed it on the situation and convinced himself it was just for the act – but before he even noticed went on babbling. "Why don't you visit us once? We have an amazing cook and I bet you would love the dinner he can create." Actually he kind of liked this woman, as long as he tried to ignore the fact that she was related to Kaoru.
Mayuko Niikura raised both eyebrows and tilted her head a bit. "Would you really want that?" she asked, her voice completely calm and polite. "There is no need to keep up the act for me, Die. I know all about it, but if you really would like to invite me and show me your beautiful residence, I would love to come."
Meanwhile, Kaoru was talking to a distant acquaintance, a businessman from another country, who had asked for advice. It was nice to talk to somebody who didn't mention Die and the marriage for once, whom Kaoru had known before this whole farce. He made it quick though, still wanting to have a few words with his mother.
On his way there back to her, he bumped into his father-in-law, unable to dodge it anymore once he had spotted the old Andou. This was something that really could darken your mood, a talk with the old Andou who had a sharp tongue and was too conservative and old-fashioned in his points of view. Suddenly, Kaoru understood why Die had said that he was uptight and that he hated it so strongly. Probably it was because of his old man and not because Kaoru really was this annoying, right?
Isamu Andou approached his son-in-law with a smile, but there was nothing friendly in it. It was simply a polite business-smile that wasn't even meant to fool people and make them believe he liked them for real. He shook Kaoru's hand, looking at him straight with those dark and cold eyes of his. He was like the complete opposite to his son, whose eyes alone were of this deep brown, the shade changing according to his mood, and full of liveliness. "So, Kaoru. I've heard that business is going well. I must congratulate you."
The young Niikura pulled himself together, shook his father-in-law's hand and mirrored the smile. "Yes sir, it's going very well." Somehow he felt the need to protect Die from this man whose aura was so cool that it caused an unpleasant shiver down his spine. It was a miracle that Die was capable of having emotions at all with a father like this. So before he could stop, he heard himself say. "Your son plays a huge part in it though since he's getting along so well with the ladies. And we know, if the ladies are content, the husbands are happy as well."
"I see." The old Andou pursed his lips, arching an eyebrow. "Well, I suppose he's a natural in that department and the ladies do recognize one of their kind." His tone sounded more than bitter, but it was gone as soon as it appeared and his normal, casual tone was back along with the artificial smile. "There is going to be a party at the company next month. It's not even announced yet, but I expect you two to appear there. It's important."
Kaoru only managed to hold back the annoyed eyeroll at the last second. "Of course we'll be there." Suddenly, he had the clever idea to ask his father-in-law a question or more to soothe his own conscience. This time, he spoke before re-thinking. "Say, father," he began, lowering his voice. "It's about the contract and I would like to have a short word with you if possible."
"About the contract? Sure, go ahead. What's on your mind?" The head of the Andou clan arched an eyebrow questioningly, something he seemed to be doing a lot. He fell silent, waiting for Kaoru to go on and tell him what it was all about.
"Well, it's about the chastity-clausal." Kaoru scratched his head, obviously nervous. Why had he even addressed the topic? Well, probably because he was so needy that he felt his balls would explode soon if he wouldn't do anything against it but mere jerking off.
"I see that he's not supposed to, well, be with men, but now he forbid me to be with anybody and threatened me with a divorce. I was hoping for your word that that wouldn't happen, no matter what I'd do." The young man raised his gaze, looking at his father-in-law expectantly.
"Well, tough luck." Isamu Andou smiled, and this time there was something distantly pleased in his smile even, something malicious. "I am not going to interfere in anything like that. Learn to be a man so you can handle your wife yourself." Mock compassionately he reached to pat the younger man's shoulder. "I suppose you will just have to learn to live with that."
Anger flashed through Kaoru but he only chuckled at the comment and nodded. "Sure sir." 'Handle your wife,' he repeated in his mind. He would have done that already if it hadn't been for the friggin' contract. And oh how good he would have handled him. With a wink, he added. "I better go and check upon my husband. Not that anybody thinks we're having a crisis."
"Yes, yes." The old Andou nodded, making a dismissive handgesture. "Just remember that I'm expecting you at the party next month." He was already leaving, heading to some other acquaintance he wanted to talk to.
When Kaoru came back towards his mother and his husband, he was surprised to actually see them smiling pretty freely at each other, the odd tension gone. As soon as Die sensed Kaoru's presence close he turned his head, and for once his smile was honest as he looked at his spouse. "Oh there you are." When Kaoru stepped closer, he leaned to peck his cheek like they always did. "I think I just invited your mother over for dinner next week. I hope you don't mind." Yes, he really liked that woman in a way, and somehow it even added up to it that she knew the truth and didn't expect the love-story-act.
For a second, Kaoru stared at him in surprise and it still took him another second to get rid of the anger that had been raised by the old Mr. Andou's comment. "Why would I mind?" he said finally, smiling at this mother. "Mom, remember to bring your bathing suit so I can show off our perfect pool too." He was actually grateful that Die had invited his and moreover that he indeed seemed to get along with her.
Maybe her visit would finally get them closer to become something like friends as they wouldn't have to pretend to be lovers at least. Like naturally, he sneaked his arm around the taller man's waist and pulled him closer. Mostly though to steady himself as he was boiling on the inside and had already made up his mind to get drunk that day. Everybody would anyways, so it wouldn't appear displaced or at least he was hoping for that. So when the waiter passed them by with a tray of champagne, he instantly reached for one glass, emptied it in one gulp and took another in his hand without caring for the questioning glances this action had received.
Mrs. Niikura had to admit that her son's husband seemed to be a nice person altogether, and if it hadn't been for the weird aspects of this marriage, she thought the young men might've gotten along with each other as well. As for now it seemed pretty hopeless, the circumstances making it more difficult and she admonished herself to finally be a realist and stop wishing for the two to somehow fall for each other.
When Kaoru grabbed yet another glass of champagne and received a questioning glance from his husband he simply shrugged and answered shortly that he had seen the old Mr. Andou just a while ago. To Die that was already enough of an explanation as he had a good idea how his father could've caused somebody to act like this. The man simply was the undeniable master when it came to being mean to people and acting as if they were inferior. He didn't need to know the exact reason, it was enough he knew what his father was capable of.
After chatting with Kaoru's mother for some time, the couple moved on, talking to some business acquaintances and simply doing what they did best; pretending. Time seemed to pass by surprisingly fast though, especially since they both drank more than usual, for different reasons though.
Around midnight, everybody seemed to be a bit ditsy at least though and the mood was cheery, coltish even. Nobody was thinking about business anymore and rather enjoyed the evening and was proud of their city which had been rebuilt so well after it had been destroyed in a war. It had become one of the most important cities for trades and business and thus was the center of attention of the news and society. The land prices had increased incredibly much and having an apartment in the center of the city, or a house even, was almost unaffordable.
It was fair to say that Kaoru was more drunk than he had been in a long time and it did show in his behavior. Not that he forgot to pretend being in love with his husband, quite the contrary, he overdid it a bit maybe. Like at one point, he thought it would be clever to give Die a peck on the lips but instead, things went out of hand and he found himself sucking on the redhead's bottom lip before he noticed it and pulled away with an ashamed blush on his cheeks.
There was a blush staining Die's cheeks as well and he looked at his husband for a moment from huge eyes, confused. Not only because it was something unusual for them, but because he had really liked it and it took a lot of willpower from him not to just re-enact the contact instantly. Thankfully they got distracted by some of their acquaintances, both getting a short moment for collecting themselves.
When they finally left the party it was the early morning hours and they were both somewhat drunk. They said their goodbyes and Die again assured Kaoru's mother that she was indeed invited over to their house and only the details would need to be worked out. During the drive in the car the couple stayed practically silent, both lost in their thoughts.
Just before they had left, Kaoru had spotted a glimpse of his father-in-law again and it had brought back the anger and the frustration. More forceful than before even since his alcohol-intoxicated mind wasn't able to think reasonable and to suppress the feeling anymore. Silently, he was sitting beside Die in the taxi as they had given their driver off too, not wanting him to have to wait this long while everybody else was having a ball. They were humans too after all.
It wasn't one of these uncomfortable silences but the kind where both parts dwelled on their thoughts without feeling the need to talk or to fill the gap with senseless babbling. At home, they stumbled into the living room and from there straight to the bedroom after kicking off their shoes and jackets in the hall.
It was the first time that Die saw his husband actually not put his jacket on a hanger nor arrange his shoes neatly beside each other. On the way to the bedroom, Kaoru already unbuttoned his shirt, wanting to get rid of the garment and since he was still kind of angry, his movements were quick and harsh. So this was it? His whole life, or at least as long as he managed to keep up the act. He would have to live with his hand? And what was it that the old Mr. Andou hated so much in him and his own son even?
Maybe he should just grab Die, throw him down and have the best of him without asking for permission. Maybe he should just forget this marriage and live his life as he wanted to. Yeah and maybe- But his thought got interrupted as he turned around and Die was standing right in front of him, seemingly surprised as well at the sudden closeness.
For a second or two, at least five thousand heartbeats, they were staring at each other motionlessly. Inside Kaoru though, the thoughts were running, his mind telling him not to do anything stupid. It was too late though and he shut it up with taking a step towards the redhead, grabbing a fistful of his silky hair and pulling him down into a bruising kiss. His teeth met Die's plump bottom lip, biting down on the soft flesh as all the pent-up pressure inside him, the frustration and the need, seemed to be released within one single split-second. There were no thoughts, only desire and a burning need in his haunches, only the taste of the other man, his scent and the feeling of his skin underneath his fingertips when he released the hair and instead moved to touch his cheeks.
When Die felt Kaoru's lips on his he tensed for a split second, but it didn't last long and without thinking he instantly melted into the contact, kissing back with equal fervor. He had no idea why Kaoru was kissing him all suddenly but he didn't even mind. It felt all too good and he had no intentions in allowing it to stop now. Hastily he grabbed Kaoru's white shirt in his fists, pulling him closer to himself in an impatient gesture. How he wanted to just let go right now, forget about everything else but the moment. And he did, exactly what he had been yearning for, simply by kissing the other man like this and by even resuming the kiss once it broke.
The smaller man was further already, in his mind seeing them both on the bed. He knew there would be no stopping anymore, knew he wouldn't allow Die to back off. He simply wanted him, wanted to fuck again and forget about all the restrictions in his life.
The alcohol made it easy to forget the rules anyways and soon he found himself working on the buttons of the redhead's shirt, popping them open with slightly shaking hands. Die's kisses were just as he had imagined them to be, passionate, fierce and yet never lacking certain softness. He felt himself bereaved of his breath by the other man's tongue as they were engaged in a playful fight.
Once the shirt was open though, Kaoru moved his hand directly to Die's groin, cupping his arousal in his hand. Giving a small squeeze, he clearly showed what he wanted and used the short moment of distraction when the other man released a small groan due to the touch, to push him towards the bed. There was no time for teasing nor for a gentle foreplay; Kaoru wanted sex and he wouldn't back off anymore now.
Thankfully that was exactly what the redhead wanted as well and he willingly moved towards the bed until the back of his legs hit the mattress. He didn't care that removing the clothes would've been probably easier while they were both standing and simply grabbed the other man's shirt again, dropping down on the bed on his back and pulling his husband along with him.
Already that single moment felt like a dream come true to Die, having the other man's weight upon him and simply knowing what would happen, what would follow. The heat inside was enough to burst him any second, the flames consuming him from within and the fire needed to be put out. Impatiently, he pushed Kaoru's shirt off his shoulders, ripping it off him without caring if it would break in the process.
Meanwhile, the smaller man fumbled about Die's pants, opening them and dragging them down impatiently. Gods, he must have been the most needy man on the planet, but as it seemed, Die was a good second since he lifted his hips appetent to aid him.
When all their garments had been sent flying to the floor already, Kaoru practically sitting on his husband's belly, he bowed his head, bringing his lips close to the other man's ear. "I'm going to fuck you dry and make you scream," he breathed out, not really knowing where that had come from. Ever since he had jerked off to the image of the redhead the first time, he had been thinking about how it would be to do just that, to have him writhe and squirm underneath him, panting, moaning and begging to do him harder.
The words were enough to make Die groan needily, his eyes closed and he automatically bucked up from the mattress to gain more friction and to bring their bodies closer to each other. He grabbed the other man's head between his palms to kiss him rough and short. His voice was breathless when they parted, low and needy and showing clearly that he wanted it as badly as the older man. "Fuck yes."
The redhead wrapped his arms around the smaller man's shoulders, using the grip to pull him closer to himself. The feeling of skin on skin was already enough to make him groan and when he felt the hard flesh of the other man's arousal press against his hip he simply tried to press their bodies even more firmly together greedily.
A palpable shudder went through Kaoru, made him moan and he used his right hand to press it against the redhead's inner thigh, signaling he should part his legs for him. His heart had skipped a few beats in between when he realized that Die wanted it just as much as he himself. So the stories he had heard were true...
Leaving a trail of wet kisses and harsh bites on the taller man's chest and belly, Kaoru slowly sneaked between the invitingly spread legs. Both of them were too aroused to perform a decent kiss anymore, their chests heaving with ragged breaths, their brains intoxicated by pure desire.
Unable to wait any longer, Kaoru took a hold of the hollows of Die's knees and pushed them up to meet his chest, leaving him completely open for himself and at his mercy. For a moment, he only rubbed his cock against the other man but finally brought its head to the entrance and pushed it inside.
Instantly, the muscles were contracting, trying to prevent the intrusion. That and the lack of lubrication brought painful friction for both partners, elicited a stifled scream from the redhead and a long groan from the slightly older man. Kaoru had to stop for a second to catch his breath, to process the sensations and moreover to force his world to stop turning so fast. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that he finally got to be with somebody again, but he felt dizzy, his head spinning.
For the initial moment it felt to Die like he was seriously being torn apart and he closed his eyes tight, holding his breath for a few seconds simply to get a hold of himself somewhat at least. When Kaoru didn't start moving instantly he moved his hips demandingly, nudging them against his husband to show that he wanted it all and wanted it right now. There simply was no other option at that moment and he wanted the other man to walk the talk and make him scream, make him so sore that he wouldn't be able to move an inch the following morning.
Thankfully he didn't have to wait long and Kaoru granted him his wish, moving fast and hard to finally claim his body as his. That elicited a long, feral scream from Die and he threw his head backwards until it hit the mattress hard, his back arching forcefully without him having any control over it. The pain was mixing with pleasure, just the way he wanted and needed it, every single movement making him simply yearn for more still.
If breathing was impossible for him in that position, he didn't let it show and to be honest, Kaoru wouldn't have bothered anyways. Everything in the moment was intoxicating, made him want more although he wasn't sure if that was possible. The way how Die took what he had to give greedily, how he was writhing and not even trying to conceal how much he enjoyed himself, turned him on to no end.
Even before their marriage, it had been some time since Kaoru had had somebody who was such a willing bottom and still that never met how good Die actually was. He wasn't all passive, but demanded his share clearly although he was only taking. Very much to his dismay, Kaoru felt himself near the edge all too fast, the moment threatening to be over in a second already. Suddenly though, he released Die's legs and pulled away. "Turn around." Like that, he would at least save them a few more seconds, could sample the pleasure for a few more precious moments.
It took Die a moment to realize what was happening and that the glorious friction was suddenly gone, leaving him without anything. When the words sank into his brains he nodded hastily though, swallowing hard before rolling over and getting on his shaky hands and knees. He looked over his shoulder at the other man, something clearly challenging in his gaze and in the small grin that was caressing his lips. He even bent his back invitingly, lowering his upper body.
The sight made Kaoru quiver in need and he let his hands slide up the other man's thighs until they were grabbing his hips. With a rough yank, he pulled him closer, his fingers digging deep into the flesh, the nails leaving crescent marks behind. "You did like watching me fuck the kitchen boy, didn't you?" Kaoru asked before he invaded the tight channel again, this time thrusting in all the way until his hips met Die's ass with a slapping sound. "Wanted to be in his place back then already, right?"
The initial answer was a small outcry the younger man couldn't hold back, and automatically he pushed back against the other one to force him in all the way, to gain more although it wasn't even humanly possible. "Y-yeah," he panted out, nodding a bit, the arrogance gone for the moment completely. "I did." The smirk was back though and he went on challengingly. "But you did him harder."
That comment actually made Kaoru chuckle and complying; he pulled back, almost slipping out of the redhead before he thrust forward again. From that moment on, he built his rhythm like that, taking the redhead hard. Although his insides had become a bit slick from his own precum, he still was almost dry and every thrust created an incredible friction. It was just exactly like the young Niikura loved it, how he enjoyed it the most and it was only good when his partner not only played along but indeed felt just the same.
They were lucky that their servants weren't at home that night because neither of them was exactly silent. Quite different from when he had had his moment with the servant, Kaoru was moaning lowly, his harsh breaths filling the air as he thrust into the tight heat again and again, his hips snapping forward in staccato.
Somehow hearing Kaoru's voice even enhanced the feelings for Die, and for a split second he thought that he was actually growing quite addicted to that low, sexy tone. Besides, when he allowed his upper body to drop down and rest against the mattress it angled the thrusts differently, each one hitting the perfect spot inside him time and time again. He was clenching the sheets in his fists, pulling on them with force, needing something to hold on to, to anchor him to reality.
It was simply perfect, both of them enjoying themselves to the maximum. Kaoru could unleash himself completely and just let go while Die welcomed exactly that, was greedy for everything he got and loved the way the pain was making it all even more real, more intense. It seemed that they were matching perfectly when it came to sex and they understood each other without words, without anything passing between them but the moans and outcries that spoke of their pleasure.
All too soon Die could feel himself near the edge, even without a single touch on his arousal, simply because he enjoyed the feelings to no end. It turned him on how Kaoru was secure and dominant enough, was able to handle him as he wished and just take him hard without reproaches. There indeed was something in the older man that was nearing perfection in Die's eyes, sexually at least.
He didn't have the time to dwell on the thought though, as in one split second it was all over. His eyes snapped open wide, his world stopped turning and he held his breath, before the intense white bliss exploded inside him and made him feel like he was melting into one huge puddle of pure pleasure. He screamed, cried out like never before and his voice was echoing in the room, reflecting from the walls.
Kaoru held onto Die, didn't allow him to move too much and collapse before he had had his share as well, thrusting into the randomly clenching and unclenching tightness with much velocity and force. Suddenly, something inside him snapped and he could feel an incredible heat spread from his groin all over his body. For those few precious seconds when he didn't move at all anymore and just released himself deep inside the younger man, he saw a glimpse of paradise, felt utterly completed.
Both men were completely out of breath and when Kaoru finally found himself able to move again, he only pulled away and allowed Die to drop to the side on the mattress, following him instantly. This had been perfect in his eyes, the anger and frustration gone at last when he wrapped his arm around his husband's waist loosely just a second before he passed out.
It only took a few seconds – during which he had the time to think that the other man's arm around him felt actually nice – for Die to follow him, sleep taking over his now relaxed and exhausted body. Both men slept like stones, not even moving during the whole night as they were like unconscious. It was the best either of them had slept during a long time; be it because of the consumed alcohol or the contentment that releasing some pressure had created.
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seinen_no and fonulynRating: NC17
Pairing: Die and Kaoru
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: The Niikura’s and the Andou’s used to be the two biggest families in town, wealthy and respected to the point of practically ruling the business as they wished. Times have changed though, and thus the heads of the clans have decided to take the needed steps to join their families to restore their power. Single persons don’t have much to say about anything when the whole future of the families is in question, that much the eldest sons of the Niikura family and the Andou family have to come to notice.
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Previously happened: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
Chapter 5: Eruption
Finally it came the time for the guests to leave though. That morning, both Die and Kaoru were smiling honestly, relieved that they had fulfilled their duties. There would be only the long breakfast together before the goodbyes. Everyone was in a good mood, exchanged compliments and was laughing a lot. All in all it has been a successful visit. After the breakfast Mr. Okotaba suggested that the 'ladies' – including Die – would have a moment together while the men would still need a second for sealing some business agreements. The way he worded it was enough to make Die get on the edge again, and he was barely able to keep up his good natured façade when he led the women inside into the huge living room.
Time flew by though and it didn't take long before the long goodbyes had been exchanged, the guests already on their way back home. Die didn't even bother to cover how relieved he was and instantly released a huge sigh as he plopped down on the couch in the living room, stretching his limbs relishing. At least now he didn't need to pretend being desperately in love with his husband every single moment and would be allowed to relax at least at home.
Kaoru had unbuttoned his shirt, and opened the first button of his trousers before he dropped down in the huge armchair, sighing as well. He couldn't deny that it was heavenly to have the house for himself again. Well, for himself and Die but the redhead didn't count for him. "You've been a good wife," he mentioned casually without looking at the other man. Honestly, it had been meant as a compliment, coming straight from his heart.
Inwardly Kaoru was a bit nervous since he was still attracted to his husband more than he should be and he had considered seeking the company of the poolboy to forget about the redhead, even if it meant a divorce in case Die caught them. But then, there was something inside him that held him back. Be it false morals or compassion since Die's situation wasn't much better than his own. He didn't know which it was and he didn't dare to allow himself to go into details when it came to thinking about the reasons.
Somehow Die's nerves had already been hanging on a thread after being treated as one of the wives for the whole weekend and it had been even worse this last morning when every single businessman had said goodbyes to him like to a woman, kissing his hand and giving a few compliments. Before he even noticed it he had already jumped up from the couch, snapping completely. "Well thank you!" His voice showed clearly what he thought of his husband's words. "Maybe I should practice growing breasts to give the perfect impression," he muttered, turning around on his heels since he needed to get out of there, no matter where.
"But–" Kaoru didn't get the chance to apologize because that indeed was what he would have done if Die hadn't slammed the door shut already. The young Niikura was stunned. He had known that it annoyed Die to be treated as the girl, hell, had even teased him purposefully with it, but this time it had only been meant as a compliment and he would have even gotten more into details to explain his words. The weekend had been quite productive and he had managed to seal important deals while especially Mr. Hamada had made clear that one reason why he wanted to deal with the Andou/Niikura family was that the two were such a nice, loving couple and that Die had played a big part in convincing him since he was so charming and his wife was so taken with the young redhead.
The weekend had been tiring and hard for Die though and he felt almost like crying out of mere frustration. Or would have, if he hadn't been so angry to begin with. For a long moment he simply walked around, trying to calm himself down and get in control of himself. It gave him too much time to think though, to go through everything in his mind again and he found himself getting even more frustrated and angry with each moment.
He didn't even notice where he was going at first, but finally found himself standing in front of his father's huge house. The servants were looking at him stunned. Had the young Andou actually walked there all the way? That was what he had several cars for, so he wouldn't need to. But Die ignored all the glances and simply asked for his father. When the steward informed him the old man was in his study, working, he instantly headed there, ignoring the man's careful attempt to tell him his father shouldn't be interrupted.
Die practically slammed the door open and stormed inside before slamming it shut behind himself again. "Father, I need to talk to you. I can't go on like this!"
Very slowly, the old man raised his gaze and cast an angry glance at his son. "What did I teach you about knocking?" Before Die had the chance to go on, he was sent outside again and had to knock and politely wait to be let in. Of course his father made him wait a long moment before he said he could come in. "So, what is it you can't go on with?" Mr. Andou asked although he had a quite good idea what was bugging his son. It caused some sort of malicious delight inside him to see the otherwise so cool and blunt young man so frustrated.
"This marriage!" Die went straight to the point instantly, not bothering to cover how agitated he was. He was even angrier now that he had been treated like a little boy and forced to re-enact his entry to the room. "We don't need the Niikuras that desperately. And I'm certainly not going to tolerate living with that asshole any longer."
"You will. Simply because I am the one who decides what we need and what not. Our family does benefit a lot from Niikura's good reputation and he's a hard working man only that he now works hard for US and not for our competitors anymore." Mr. Andou was completely calm, but his voice was firm, not allowing any kind of contradiction. "So get back to him and don't forget the dinner party next week. Everybody will be there, all of our rivals and all of our partners too. Even the old Niikura and his wife will be there, so prepare well for it and don't embarrass your family."
"Father!" The redhead rolled his eyes in a clearly annoyed and frustrated gesture. "There are other hard working men and you can't need him that desperately, can you? Besides," he spoke quickly, using the first thought that popped into his mind and tried to look as convincing as possible. "He's been getting more and more indecent. If you make me live with him still, it's only a matter of time until he violates the deal and forces his way into my bed!"
There was no doubt that Die was lying and his father didn't buy one word of it. Laughing, he patted his son's shoulder in a mock-compassionate gesture. "Nice try, Daisuke." He turned serious after a second though, not being a very cheerful or funny man. "And that's exactly why I make the decisions when it comes to family business and not you. You better head back to one of your beauty treatments or your brainless friends while the real men make the deals."
That was certainly the last drop and if there hadn't been a little bit of self control still left somewhere inside of the redhead, he would've punched his father straight in the face. Now he only hit the man's hand away from his shoulder, giving him a murderous glare that spoke of all the hate and angriness. "You will regret this, I swear," he practically hissed the words, before storming out of the room without saying anything further.
Die had never gotten along with his father well, not even when he had been a child and his mother had still been alive. The man simply lived for business and the only one he had ever cared for had been his wife. After her death, the man had left his children in the care of the servants completely, only seeing them occasionally and even then the kids had to behave perfectly and show respect to their father unfaltering. It seemed that there was no gentleness, no emotions left in the old Andou to share.
The redhead had thought he was over it and usually it didn't bother him that much anymore. He could live with the knowledge that he didn't get along with his father a single minute. Still, somewhere inside him was this little boy who was craving for acceptance. Hearing his father mock him and play him down always managed to stir something inside him and make him feel miserable. Although nowadays part of that was drowned out by the anger, because he was positively enraged at himself for letting this thing get to him still.
Only later in the night, Die returned back home, trying to avoid his husband the best he could. To his luck Kaoru had already retreated to his room and so he could freely sneak into his bed under the covers to clear his head properly. On his way home he had stopped at this close-by bar and he knew that he would have the hangover of the century the following morning.
Very much to his surprise, Kaoru didn't wake him with an exceptionally loud bang of the door as he usually did when he got up earlier than his young husband. Quite the contrary, Kaoru sneaked out of his room on tiptoes, trying not to disturb Die's sleep. One could clearly smell alcohol in the air and Kaoru knew that Die had been drinking the night before. To some extend, he even felt responsible although he thought that the reaction had been a bit too much for being called the wife.
Even when he came home from work in the late evening, he noticed that Die hadn't left the bed yet but still he didn't comment on it. Instead, he only tossed a pack of painkillers on the redhead's nightstand, mumbling, "Those usually help better than the ones that are in our first aid kit."
Kaoru had made a small detour on his way home to stop at the pharmacy and get those. That was how bad his conscience was. He still didn't like Die's attitude nor the fact that he seemed to be able to play not only the women but him as well, and yet he had to admit that he got tired of having nobody at home to talk to and of always fighting, at work and at home.
The redhead was more than surprised by the gesture, too stunned to thank his husband before the other man had left the room again. Somehow the gesture made him feel better though and there was even a small smile dancing on his lips as he reached for the pack of painkillers. Maybe it would be easier if he could get along with Kaoru? At least he would definitely appreciate gestures like this. Come to think of it, it made him a little too happy, didn't it?
The next day, he was almost back to his old self though which of course meant sleeping in late and spending the day lazy at home. Of course he made sure that he looked stunning enough when he would need to make a public appearance again. He hadn't forgotten about the party his father had mentioned and knew that it would be the biggest happening of the year in their city. It was to celebrate the founders of their city and even the servants had a day off which began on the evening of the party. They had to be back to duty only after two nights, which of course meant that Die and Kaoru would be home alone for the whole day.
Everything was circling around the celebrations and the preparations for the big party and even Kaoru couldn't avoid all the fuss although he was trying to focus on work during the days. It would be a huge feast and Die and Kaoru had both prepared themselves mentally that they would be the stars of the evening, make the best possible impression and give out the show of their lives. It was something to prove how good they were both at playing other people and at pretending that they were still madly in love with each other.
Everybody was nervous and their servants did their best to prepare some dinner for the upcoming day so that their employers wouldn't be left without. Even when Kaoru assured them it would be alright not to, that they could just order themselves food, they insisted on doing it. It was half past seven when their chauffeur finally stopped the huge limousine on their driveway, waiting for the couple to get inside to be brought to the party.
The whole city seemed to be one big party though and thus it took longer to get downtown, rows of cars blocking their way since everybody seemed to have some party or feast to attend. The city was decorated with flowers and lanterns, even more than at Christmas time.
Like expected, all eyes were on the young couple when they exited the car, Die's arm casually hooked with the smaller man's as they were walking down the red carpet towards the luxurious hotel where the feast was held. The press was there, taking pictures and both men tried to walk down the aisle as quick as possible without appearing to be in a rush.
They were gracious enough to allow the press to take some pictures though, even stopped right at the door to smile at the cameras. As soon as possible, they sneaked inside though, relieved to only have to deal with the other guests then. Instantly when they stepped into the room, there were several important people to be greeted and Die again had to slip into his role of the wife since that was how he was treated naturally.
He managed to stay calm enough in public though, never giving away that it annoyed him to no end. Only when he saw his father a bit further away he abruptly changed directions, practically dragging his husband to greet one of their most important business partners instead. He simply couldn't stand seeing his father, knew he would get more than annoyed and just snap if the old man said something mean enough.
Kaoru wasn't surprised that Die didn't want to see his father. He knew that the two men didn't get along at all. Besides, if they would, his father certainly hadn't added the chastity clause to the contract. His own father had told him how bitter the old Andou was that his son preferred male company in bed. And, not only that, but that he had never made a secret of it either.
So he allowed himself to be dragged away, not eager to meet his father-in-law anyways since the man had something frightening in him and was cold as ice; the complete opposite to his own father. After greeting the most important guests, Kaoru spotted his mother though and this time it was him who took a firm hold of Die's hand and dragged him towards her. He loved his mother, hadn't seen her in ages and it was only natural that she would want to talk to the young couple, right? Kenchi was there too, the boy greeting his older brother first with a polite bow and then with a tight hug. He missed Kaoru since the older one had helped him with his homework and had spent time with him otherwise too.
Just then somebody came up to Kaoru and told him some important businessman had asked for his presence. Smiling, he apologized to his mother and his husband, giving both of them a kiss on the cheek, before he followed the man through the crowd.
His departure had created a short moment of uncomfortable silence between the woman and the redhead since they didn't know what to talk about. Mrs Niikura could clearly see that the love between the two was only an act and that although she had wished for her son that the act would become true once; that they would learn to love each other. But that was just the wish of a sentimental mother, she thought while examining the redhead's features attentively.
For a while Die wasn't sure what to say, if he should just excuse himself and try to get away from the situation or what. But then he saw his father again a bit further and that made him determined to occupy himself here so that he wouldn't need to acknowledge the old man in any way. Creating his friendliest smile he looked at his mother-in-law, tilting his head a bit. "I trust you've been fine? It's been a long time since we last saw." They had last seen at the wedding to be exact, and only two times before that so he didn't really know the woman.
Die had no idea what had gotten into him – he blamed it on the situation and convinced himself it was just for the act – but before he even noticed went on babbling. "Why don't you visit us once? We have an amazing cook and I bet you would love the dinner he can create." Actually he kind of liked this woman, as long as he tried to ignore the fact that she was related to Kaoru.
Mayuko Niikura raised both eyebrows and tilted her head a bit. "Would you really want that?" she asked, her voice completely calm and polite. "There is no need to keep up the act for me, Die. I know all about it, but if you really would like to invite me and show me your beautiful residence, I would love to come."
Meanwhile, Kaoru was talking to a distant acquaintance, a businessman from another country, who had asked for advice. It was nice to talk to somebody who didn't mention Die and the marriage for once, whom Kaoru had known before this whole farce. He made it quick though, still wanting to have a few words with his mother.
On his way there back to her, he bumped into his father-in-law, unable to dodge it anymore once he had spotted the old Andou. This was something that really could darken your mood, a talk with the old Andou who had a sharp tongue and was too conservative and old-fashioned in his points of view. Suddenly, Kaoru understood why Die had said that he was uptight and that he hated it so strongly. Probably it was because of his old man and not because Kaoru really was this annoying, right?
Isamu Andou approached his son-in-law with a smile, but there was nothing friendly in it. It was simply a polite business-smile that wasn't even meant to fool people and make them believe he liked them for real. He shook Kaoru's hand, looking at him straight with those dark and cold eyes of his. He was like the complete opposite to his son, whose eyes alone were of this deep brown, the shade changing according to his mood, and full of liveliness. "So, Kaoru. I've heard that business is going well. I must congratulate you."
The young Niikura pulled himself together, shook his father-in-law's hand and mirrored the smile. "Yes sir, it's going very well." Somehow he felt the need to protect Die from this man whose aura was so cool that it caused an unpleasant shiver down his spine. It was a miracle that Die was capable of having emotions at all with a father like this. So before he could stop, he heard himself say. "Your son plays a huge part in it though since he's getting along so well with the ladies. And we know, if the ladies are content, the husbands are happy as well."
"I see." The old Andou pursed his lips, arching an eyebrow. "Well, I suppose he's a natural in that department and the ladies do recognize one of their kind." His tone sounded more than bitter, but it was gone as soon as it appeared and his normal, casual tone was back along with the artificial smile. "There is going to be a party at the company next month. It's not even announced yet, but I expect you two to appear there. It's important."
Kaoru only managed to hold back the annoyed eyeroll at the last second. "Of course we'll be there." Suddenly, he had the clever idea to ask his father-in-law a question or more to soothe his own conscience. This time, he spoke before re-thinking. "Say, father," he began, lowering his voice. "It's about the contract and I would like to have a short word with you if possible."
"About the contract? Sure, go ahead. What's on your mind?" The head of the Andou clan arched an eyebrow questioningly, something he seemed to be doing a lot. He fell silent, waiting for Kaoru to go on and tell him what it was all about.
"Well, it's about the chastity-clausal." Kaoru scratched his head, obviously nervous. Why had he even addressed the topic? Well, probably because he was so needy that he felt his balls would explode soon if he wouldn't do anything against it but mere jerking off.
"I see that he's not supposed to, well, be with men, but now he forbid me to be with anybody and threatened me with a divorce. I was hoping for your word that that wouldn't happen, no matter what I'd do." The young man raised his gaze, looking at his father-in-law expectantly.
"Well, tough luck." Isamu Andou smiled, and this time there was something distantly pleased in his smile even, something malicious. "I am not going to interfere in anything like that. Learn to be a man so you can handle your wife yourself." Mock compassionately he reached to pat the younger man's shoulder. "I suppose you will just have to learn to live with that."
Anger flashed through Kaoru but he only chuckled at the comment and nodded. "Sure sir." 'Handle your wife,' he repeated in his mind. He would have done that already if it hadn't been for the friggin' contract. And oh how good he would have handled him. With a wink, he added. "I better go and check upon my husband. Not that anybody thinks we're having a crisis."
"Yes, yes." The old Andou nodded, making a dismissive handgesture. "Just remember that I'm expecting you at the party next month." He was already leaving, heading to some other acquaintance he wanted to talk to.
When Kaoru came back towards his mother and his husband, he was surprised to actually see them smiling pretty freely at each other, the odd tension gone. As soon as Die sensed Kaoru's presence close he turned his head, and for once his smile was honest as he looked at his spouse. "Oh there you are." When Kaoru stepped closer, he leaned to peck his cheek like they always did. "I think I just invited your mother over for dinner next week. I hope you don't mind." Yes, he really liked that woman in a way, and somehow it even added up to it that she knew the truth and didn't expect the love-story-act.
For a second, Kaoru stared at him in surprise and it still took him another second to get rid of the anger that had been raised by the old Mr. Andou's comment. "Why would I mind?" he said finally, smiling at this mother. "Mom, remember to bring your bathing suit so I can show off our perfect pool too." He was actually grateful that Die had invited his and moreover that he indeed seemed to get along with her.
Maybe her visit would finally get them closer to become something like friends as they wouldn't have to pretend to be lovers at least. Like naturally, he sneaked his arm around the taller man's waist and pulled him closer. Mostly though to steady himself as he was boiling on the inside and had already made up his mind to get drunk that day. Everybody would anyways, so it wouldn't appear displaced or at least he was hoping for that. So when the waiter passed them by with a tray of champagne, he instantly reached for one glass, emptied it in one gulp and took another in his hand without caring for the questioning glances this action had received.
Mrs. Niikura had to admit that her son's husband seemed to be a nice person altogether, and if it hadn't been for the weird aspects of this marriage, she thought the young men might've gotten along with each other as well. As for now it seemed pretty hopeless, the circumstances making it more difficult and she admonished herself to finally be a realist and stop wishing for the two to somehow fall for each other.
When Kaoru grabbed yet another glass of champagne and received a questioning glance from his husband he simply shrugged and answered shortly that he had seen the old Mr. Andou just a while ago. To Die that was already enough of an explanation as he had a good idea how his father could've caused somebody to act like this. The man simply was the undeniable master when it came to being mean to people and acting as if they were inferior. He didn't need to know the exact reason, it was enough he knew what his father was capable of.
After chatting with Kaoru's mother for some time, the couple moved on, talking to some business acquaintances and simply doing what they did best; pretending. Time seemed to pass by surprisingly fast though, especially since they both drank more than usual, for different reasons though.
Around midnight, everybody seemed to be a bit ditsy at least though and the mood was cheery, coltish even. Nobody was thinking about business anymore and rather enjoyed the evening and was proud of their city which had been rebuilt so well after it had been destroyed in a war. It had become one of the most important cities for trades and business and thus was the center of attention of the news and society. The land prices had increased incredibly much and having an apartment in the center of the city, or a house even, was almost unaffordable.
It was fair to say that Kaoru was more drunk than he had been in a long time and it did show in his behavior. Not that he forgot to pretend being in love with his husband, quite the contrary, he overdid it a bit maybe. Like at one point, he thought it would be clever to give Die a peck on the lips but instead, things went out of hand and he found himself sucking on the redhead's bottom lip before he noticed it and pulled away with an ashamed blush on his cheeks.
There was a blush staining Die's cheeks as well and he looked at his husband for a moment from huge eyes, confused. Not only because it was something unusual for them, but because he had really liked it and it took a lot of willpower from him not to just re-enact the contact instantly. Thankfully they got distracted by some of their acquaintances, both getting a short moment for collecting themselves.
When they finally left the party it was the early morning hours and they were both somewhat drunk. They said their goodbyes and Die again assured Kaoru's mother that she was indeed invited over to their house and only the details would need to be worked out. During the drive in the car the couple stayed practically silent, both lost in their thoughts.
Just before they had left, Kaoru had spotted a glimpse of his father-in-law again and it had brought back the anger and the frustration. More forceful than before even since his alcohol-intoxicated mind wasn't able to think reasonable and to suppress the feeling anymore. Silently, he was sitting beside Die in the taxi as they had given their driver off too, not wanting him to have to wait this long while everybody else was having a ball. They were humans too after all.
It wasn't one of these uncomfortable silences but the kind where both parts dwelled on their thoughts without feeling the need to talk or to fill the gap with senseless babbling. At home, they stumbled into the living room and from there straight to the bedroom after kicking off their shoes and jackets in the hall.
It was the first time that Die saw his husband actually not put his jacket on a hanger nor arrange his shoes neatly beside each other. On the way to the bedroom, Kaoru already unbuttoned his shirt, wanting to get rid of the garment and since he was still kind of angry, his movements were quick and harsh. So this was it? His whole life, or at least as long as he managed to keep up the act. He would have to live with his hand? And what was it that the old Mr. Andou hated so much in him and his own son even?
Maybe he should just grab Die, throw him down and have the best of him without asking for permission. Maybe he should just forget this marriage and live his life as he wanted to. Yeah and maybe- But his thought got interrupted as he turned around and Die was standing right in front of him, seemingly surprised as well at the sudden closeness.
For a second or two, at least five thousand heartbeats, they were staring at each other motionlessly. Inside Kaoru though, the thoughts were running, his mind telling him not to do anything stupid. It was too late though and he shut it up with taking a step towards the redhead, grabbing a fistful of his silky hair and pulling him down into a bruising kiss. His teeth met Die's plump bottom lip, biting down on the soft flesh as all the pent-up pressure inside him, the frustration and the need, seemed to be released within one single split-second. There were no thoughts, only desire and a burning need in his haunches, only the taste of the other man, his scent and the feeling of his skin underneath his fingertips when he released the hair and instead moved to touch his cheeks.
When Die felt Kaoru's lips on his he tensed for a split second, but it didn't last long and without thinking he instantly melted into the contact, kissing back with equal fervor. He had no idea why Kaoru was kissing him all suddenly but he didn't even mind. It felt all too good and he had no intentions in allowing it to stop now. Hastily he grabbed Kaoru's white shirt in his fists, pulling him closer to himself in an impatient gesture. How he wanted to just let go right now, forget about everything else but the moment. And he did, exactly what he had been yearning for, simply by kissing the other man like this and by even resuming the kiss once it broke.
The smaller man was further already, in his mind seeing them both on the bed. He knew there would be no stopping anymore, knew he wouldn't allow Die to back off. He simply wanted him, wanted to fuck again and forget about all the restrictions in his life.
The alcohol made it easy to forget the rules anyways and soon he found himself working on the buttons of the redhead's shirt, popping them open with slightly shaking hands. Die's kisses were just as he had imagined them to be, passionate, fierce and yet never lacking certain softness. He felt himself bereaved of his breath by the other man's tongue as they were engaged in a playful fight.
Once the shirt was open though, Kaoru moved his hand directly to Die's groin, cupping his arousal in his hand. Giving a small squeeze, he clearly showed what he wanted and used the short moment of distraction when the other man released a small groan due to the touch, to push him towards the bed. There was no time for teasing nor for a gentle foreplay; Kaoru wanted sex and he wouldn't back off anymore now.
Thankfully that was exactly what the redhead wanted as well and he willingly moved towards the bed until the back of his legs hit the mattress. He didn't care that removing the clothes would've been probably easier while they were both standing and simply grabbed the other man's shirt again, dropping down on the bed on his back and pulling his husband along with him.
Already that single moment felt like a dream come true to Die, having the other man's weight upon him and simply knowing what would happen, what would follow. The heat inside was enough to burst him any second, the flames consuming him from within and the fire needed to be put out. Impatiently, he pushed Kaoru's shirt off his shoulders, ripping it off him without caring if it would break in the process.
Meanwhile, the smaller man fumbled about Die's pants, opening them and dragging them down impatiently. Gods, he must have been the most needy man on the planet, but as it seemed, Die was a good second since he lifted his hips appetent to aid him.
When all their garments had been sent flying to the floor already, Kaoru practically sitting on his husband's belly, he bowed his head, bringing his lips close to the other man's ear. "I'm going to fuck you dry and make you scream," he breathed out, not really knowing where that had come from. Ever since he had jerked off to the image of the redhead the first time, he had been thinking about how it would be to do just that, to have him writhe and squirm underneath him, panting, moaning and begging to do him harder.
The words were enough to make Die groan needily, his eyes closed and he automatically bucked up from the mattress to gain more friction and to bring their bodies closer to each other. He grabbed the other man's head between his palms to kiss him rough and short. His voice was breathless when they parted, low and needy and showing clearly that he wanted it as badly as the older man. "Fuck yes."
The redhead wrapped his arms around the smaller man's shoulders, using the grip to pull him closer to himself. The feeling of skin on skin was already enough to make him groan and when he felt the hard flesh of the other man's arousal press against his hip he simply tried to press their bodies even more firmly together greedily.
A palpable shudder went through Kaoru, made him moan and he used his right hand to press it against the redhead's inner thigh, signaling he should part his legs for him. His heart had skipped a few beats in between when he realized that Die wanted it just as much as he himself. So the stories he had heard were true...
Leaving a trail of wet kisses and harsh bites on the taller man's chest and belly, Kaoru slowly sneaked between the invitingly spread legs. Both of them were too aroused to perform a decent kiss anymore, their chests heaving with ragged breaths, their brains intoxicated by pure desire.
Unable to wait any longer, Kaoru took a hold of the hollows of Die's knees and pushed them up to meet his chest, leaving him completely open for himself and at his mercy. For a moment, he only rubbed his cock against the other man but finally brought its head to the entrance and pushed it inside.
Instantly, the muscles were contracting, trying to prevent the intrusion. That and the lack of lubrication brought painful friction for both partners, elicited a stifled scream from the redhead and a long groan from the slightly older man. Kaoru had to stop for a second to catch his breath, to process the sensations and moreover to force his world to stop turning so fast. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that he finally got to be with somebody again, but he felt dizzy, his head spinning.
For the initial moment it felt to Die like he was seriously being torn apart and he closed his eyes tight, holding his breath for a few seconds simply to get a hold of himself somewhat at least. When Kaoru didn't start moving instantly he moved his hips demandingly, nudging them against his husband to show that he wanted it all and wanted it right now. There simply was no other option at that moment and he wanted the other man to walk the talk and make him scream, make him so sore that he wouldn't be able to move an inch the following morning.
Thankfully he didn't have to wait long and Kaoru granted him his wish, moving fast and hard to finally claim his body as his. That elicited a long, feral scream from Die and he threw his head backwards until it hit the mattress hard, his back arching forcefully without him having any control over it. The pain was mixing with pleasure, just the way he wanted and needed it, every single movement making him simply yearn for more still.
If breathing was impossible for him in that position, he didn't let it show and to be honest, Kaoru wouldn't have bothered anyways. Everything in the moment was intoxicating, made him want more although he wasn't sure if that was possible. The way how Die took what he had to give greedily, how he was writhing and not even trying to conceal how much he enjoyed himself, turned him on to no end.
Even before their marriage, it had been some time since Kaoru had had somebody who was such a willing bottom and still that never met how good Die actually was. He wasn't all passive, but demanded his share clearly although he was only taking. Very much to his dismay, Kaoru felt himself near the edge all too fast, the moment threatening to be over in a second already. Suddenly though, he released Die's legs and pulled away. "Turn around." Like that, he would at least save them a few more seconds, could sample the pleasure for a few more precious moments.
It took Die a moment to realize what was happening and that the glorious friction was suddenly gone, leaving him without anything. When the words sank into his brains he nodded hastily though, swallowing hard before rolling over and getting on his shaky hands and knees. He looked over his shoulder at the other man, something clearly challenging in his gaze and in the small grin that was caressing his lips. He even bent his back invitingly, lowering his upper body.
The sight made Kaoru quiver in need and he let his hands slide up the other man's thighs until they were grabbing his hips. With a rough yank, he pulled him closer, his fingers digging deep into the flesh, the nails leaving crescent marks behind. "You did like watching me fuck the kitchen boy, didn't you?" Kaoru asked before he invaded the tight channel again, this time thrusting in all the way until his hips met Die's ass with a slapping sound. "Wanted to be in his place back then already, right?"
The initial answer was a small outcry the younger man couldn't hold back, and automatically he pushed back against the other one to force him in all the way, to gain more although it wasn't even humanly possible. "Y-yeah," he panted out, nodding a bit, the arrogance gone for the moment completely. "I did." The smirk was back though and he went on challengingly. "But you did him harder."
That comment actually made Kaoru chuckle and complying; he pulled back, almost slipping out of the redhead before he thrust forward again. From that moment on, he built his rhythm like that, taking the redhead hard. Although his insides had become a bit slick from his own precum, he still was almost dry and every thrust created an incredible friction. It was just exactly like the young Niikura loved it, how he enjoyed it the most and it was only good when his partner not only played along but indeed felt just the same.
They were lucky that their servants weren't at home that night because neither of them was exactly silent. Quite different from when he had had his moment with the servant, Kaoru was moaning lowly, his harsh breaths filling the air as he thrust into the tight heat again and again, his hips snapping forward in staccato.
Somehow hearing Kaoru's voice even enhanced the feelings for Die, and for a split second he thought that he was actually growing quite addicted to that low, sexy tone. Besides, when he allowed his upper body to drop down and rest against the mattress it angled the thrusts differently, each one hitting the perfect spot inside him time and time again. He was clenching the sheets in his fists, pulling on them with force, needing something to hold on to, to anchor him to reality.
It was simply perfect, both of them enjoying themselves to the maximum. Kaoru could unleash himself completely and just let go while Die welcomed exactly that, was greedy for everything he got and loved the way the pain was making it all even more real, more intense. It seemed that they were matching perfectly when it came to sex and they understood each other without words, without anything passing between them but the moans and outcries that spoke of their pleasure.
All too soon Die could feel himself near the edge, even without a single touch on his arousal, simply because he enjoyed the feelings to no end. It turned him on how Kaoru was secure and dominant enough, was able to handle him as he wished and just take him hard without reproaches. There indeed was something in the older man that was nearing perfection in Die's eyes, sexually at least.
He didn't have the time to dwell on the thought though, as in one split second it was all over. His eyes snapped open wide, his world stopped turning and he held his breath, before the intense white bliss exploded inside him and made him feel like he was melting into one huge puddle of pure pleasure. He screamed, cried out like never before and his voice was echoing in the room, reflecting from the walls.
Kaoru held onto Die, didn't allow him to move too much and collapse before he had had his share as well, thrusting into the randomly clenching and unclenching tightness with much velocity and force. Suddenly, something inside him snapped and he could feel an incredible heat spread from his groin all over his body. For those few precious seconds when he didn't move at all anymore and just released himself deep inside the younger man, he saw a glimpse of paradise, felt utterly completed.
Both men were completely out of breath and when Kaoru finally found himself able to move again, he only pulled away and allowed Die to drop to the side on the mattress, following him instantly. This had been perfect in his eyes, the anger and frustration gone at last when he wrapped his arm around his husband's waist loosely just a second before he passed out.
It only took a few seconds – during which he had the time to think that the other man's arm around him felt actually nice – for Die to follow him, sleep taking over his now relaxed and exhausted body. Both men slept like stones, not even moving during the whole night as they were like unconscious. It was the best either of them had slept during a long time; be it because of the consumed alcohol or the contentment that releasing some pressure had created.
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The smut killed my brain Finally Kaoru did something good.
Thanks for another chapter
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But Die's father is simply unbelievable! I liked the contrast between him and Kaorus mother. I'm happy about the mutual sympathy between Die and her.
The accidental kiss at the party was great.
And I really enjoyed the bedroom-scene at the end! They seem so perfect together! I way they fell asleep in each other's arms was so sweet, although I'm really curious how will they behave in the next morning around each other when they have to deal with the aftermath of this drunken night...
I think it couldn't be actually a big problem as long as they can keep it in secret in front of the old Andou-san.
Thank you for the nice chapter!
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He's really an asshole. You know, usually we make Die's parents be the nice ones and Kaoru's parents the more strict type, but somehow in this one it was all reversed x)
Aw and thank you! 8D You'll find out eventually what'll happen next. We'll see about it ;) But at least they are making progress! It can only be good XD
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I knew it!!!!
I knew it!!!
When I read the title, I thought: "they'll do it!" *fangirl scream* xD
congrats for the lemon! Was absolutely intense, great!! (When they straight to the point xDDDD)
But It's still amazing that they managed to hold themselves until now! But I wonder if that'd change their behavior or they'd pretend as if nothing happened :S (nooo please!)
Hum... but the thing is... that they haven't fallen for each other (they have? Not yet ._.? I think so) So I'm curious about all of this... even if they manage to hide this -great- incident to the old Andou.
Thanks a lot for updating this fast, you two! :333 You made my day!
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Nah, not yet :3 Until now they've been just lusting after each other, and trying hard not to snap XD Let's see where it goes from this!
Thanks to you for reading and commenting ;) Usually it takes us far too long with updates, so for once there was a quicker one at least x)
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Thanks for reading! :D
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wow...the lemon was...OMG...perfect -w-
Die's father... *growl* I hate him, Die isn't a girl ¬¬
I love this chapter *0*
You two should write a book <3
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Aw thank you ♥ And I hope you'll like the rest of this too once we get around to post it ;)
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More? :D
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More sex or more in general? XD
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finally.
jeez, die has had it hard!! his father is bitchin'.
KAORU, GO GO, FUCK HIM SO HARD HE CAN'T WALK.
Thank you. for the brain killing smut. And the general awesome
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And thank YOU for your comment (that made me laugh XD) and for reading! ;D
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one, Die's dad is an ARRRSEHOLE.
two, hollyshitSMUT!! to quote Die "Fuck yes"
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Thanks for reading! ;D
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thankyou thankyou for sharing ;3
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I just came back from a classical University Orchestra's concert, so you can imagine me trying to wrap my brain around this while I still have the whole, Beethoven's music in my head XDAWESOME :D So frustratingly frustrating, throughout the entire chapter, ahahaha. They finally get the chance to release some tension, and why am I not surprised that alcohol had a helping hand to this? Alcohol's always the way to blame for accidents per say, that happened. ;)
Awesome chapter, cannot wait for the next one...so when will it happen?? *winkwinkwink
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Alcohol can be one's best friend at times XD haha, but I think they'll be grateful for the accident x) Definitely. After such frustrating period.
Thank you ;D I'm sorry I can't promise the next one yet, but we'll try to get it ready asap!
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*dead* XD
Now I wonder how they'll act toward each other after that hot steamy sex session XD
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Oh, I enjoyed this chapter so so so so so so muccccccch! X)
damn, HOT! XD
and need more :D
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Glad that there's finally some actions in bed OwO
Can't wait to read was is going to happen next! : D
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but the resulting smut due to the fueling comments did justice to the unfair treatment kaoru got at the party/
yay! kaoru got his bit of sex!
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