Title: Ten kisses till midnight
Author: Aeneus
Email: aeneus111 (a) hotmail (dot) com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: TenKen
Summary: Tenpou's knowledge of Earth customs gives him the perfect opportunity
to test Kenren's feelings.
A/N: For the sake of argument, let's pretend Heaven is in its own parallel time
zone. Written for the Minus Wave New Year Challenge. Word count: 5795. Betas: lirannutian and
darkfire_blade <3
Disclaimer: All of these characters belong to
Kazuya Minekura. This is written purely for my own entertainment and hopefully
that of others.
---
"Tenpou? There's something wrong with this
sake." Kenren shook the bottle and watched the liquid burst into bubbles
in amazement.
"It's not sake, it's champagne," Tenpou answered
without looking up from his book. He had left the bottle on the desk where it
was sure to catch Kenren's attention.
"What's that?"
"It's an alcoholic drink traditionally
consumed on Earth at celebrations like New Year." He circumspectly eyed
Kenren over the rim of his glasses.
"New Year?" Kenren shook the bottle
again, fascinated by the effect.
Tenpou put his book down and took the bottle from
his hands. "Don't you ever look down below?"
Kenren huffed. "You sound like Kanzy." He
slid down from the desk in Tenpou's library and took a seat in the chair in
front of it.
Tenpou looked at him from the other side of the
desk and, as always, admired the view on display. "You should try it. They
have some fascinating rituals to mark the passing of time."
The general lounged back comfortably in the chair,
balancing it on its two back legs and folded his arms behind his head.
"Time, right," Kenren mumbled as he studied the ceiling. It was clear
he was not paying much attention. "You said there was alcohol in
this?" he asked as he brought the chair back down on its four legs.
Tenpou sighed.
Kenren pointed at the bottle that was still in
Tenpou's hands. "So, you're gonna open it or what?"
"Not yet, we'll have to wait till New
Year." Tenpou had waited long enough for this occasion. He wasn't going to
let Kenren ruin his plans now.
"When's that?"
"It starts tomorrow."
"When?"
"See, that would depend on what Earth time
zone…" Tenpou saw Kenren's eyes start to wander again. He gave another
small sigh. Being in love with this man was not easy. "Three
o'clock."
"Great, I'll come back tomorrow then."
Kenren got up and was about to leave.
"Better come to my apartment," Tenpou
said with well practiced nonchalance. Kenren had stopped by the door and Tenpou
searched his face for suspicion. Generally speaking, Kenren was not a suspicious man, taking most things in his stride without
a second thought. But there was a mild questioning look on his face now. "I wouldn't want to leave it here
in the library," Tenpou added. "Someone might steal it."
Kenren smiled. Maybe he thought Tenpou was
inferring he might steal it. "Sure, see you tomorrow," the
general said and with a backwards wave he closed the door.
Tenpou stared at the closed door. He hoped he
wasn't going to make a fool out of himself tomorrow. Kenren certainly sought
him out to spend his free time with; he helped him clean his library and made
sure he ingested some proper food during the day besides nicotine. But that
didn't necessarily mean he reciprocated the type of feelings Tenpou had for
him. Kenren was an easygoing guy, so he probably wouldn't kill Tenpou for
making an un-welcomed advance. Knowing his general, it'd likely be forgotten
the next day.
Tenpou hoped that wouldn't be the case.
---
It was ten minutes to three o'clock in Heaven. On
Earth people had been celebrating New Year for several hours. Tenpou had taken
the bottle of champagne out of the fridge and set the clock in his apartment to
the next appropriate time zone. He tried to relax as he watched the door,
waiting for Kenren's imminent arrival.
At five minutes to midnight - according to Tenpou's
clock - Kenren cruised in, bringing in the smell of fresh air and a few leaves
stuck to the back of his uniform. "Reporting as ordered, Sir."
Tenpou felt a shiver go through him. "Good, we
still have a few minutes till New Year." Tenpou pointed to the clock.
"Let's make ourselves comfortable."
Both men settled on the couch. Kenren picked up one
of the two champagne glasses Tenpou had put out on the table and turned it
around in his hands. He raised an eyebrow but put it back down without a word.
"So what do we do?"
"Traditionally, we count the last ten seconds out
loud. Then when the clock strikes twelve we say Happy New Year, kiss each
other, open the champagne and have a toast."
Tenpou could see Kenren replaying what he just said
in his head. His eyes narrowed. "We kiss each other?"
"Yes, it's tradition." Tenpou held his
breath. It left the options in Kenren's hands without Tenpou needing to push
the issue. If Kenren only saw him as a friend, he could simply give him a peck
on the cheek. Or, if Kenren felt more than that - as Tenpou hoped - he could
take advantage of the opportunity to explore the boundaries of their
relationship. Either way, Tenpou was going to find out where he stood pretty
soon.
Kenren stared at him but didn't give anymore
comments. Tenpou felt his face go hot under the scrutiny and looked away
towards to clock. Ten seconds to go.
"Here we go," Tenpou said as he stood up.
Kenren followed his example and together they stood facing each other while
they counted out the final seconds. With each second Tenpou was feeling more
nervous. Kenren looked him in the eyes as they said each number in unison and
Tenpou swore he could see a spark inside them.
"Happy New Year," Tenpou said with forced
cheer as the clock struck twelve.
Kenren hadn't moved and was still looking him in
the eyes. "Happy New Year," he answered slowly. He reached out and
cupped the back of Tenpou's head, bring him in closer. Instinctively Tenpou
tilted his head backwards and closed his eyes. Kenren's lips touch his own
carefully, applying only minimal pressure. Tenpou's heart was racing. He didn't
dare pull away, leaving the initiative with Kenren. Seconds ticked by and a
soft moan formed in Tenpou's throat.
Kenren let go and took a step back. "Now about
that champagne?" he asked as if nothing had just happened. Tenpou's head
was still reeling. That definitely had felt like more than just a friendship
kiss. Even if it had been a chaste one. Dazed, he opened the bottle and poured
the two glasses. Kenren took one from his hand, his fingers lingering over
Tenpou's. "Now there's a toast, right?"
Tenpou
nodded, his throat too dry to speak. "To fascinating rituals," Kenren
said and raised his own glass to carefully touch Tenpou's glass. A soft clink
of glass touching glass filled the silence. Kenren took a large gulp of the
champagne. He took his time to savor the taste and Tenpou took the opportunity
to take a sip as well to steady his nerves.
"Not bad," Kenren decided and took
another gulp. "I could drink this more often."
"There's more in the bottle," Tenpou
offered. If Kenren felt he needed to get drunk first, then that was okay with
Tenpou. Anything not to let this first step go to waste.
Kenren seemed to think about the offer. "You
said sometime about time zones, right?"
"Yes," Tenpou answered, amazed that
Kenren had been listening after all.
"That means it'll be New Year again in an
hour."
"Technically, there will be another nine New
Years today."
Kenren gave what Tenpou could swear was a sultry
smile "So I get to kiss you another nine times, right?"
Tenpou swallowed. "If you want…"
"Good." Kenren finished off the last of
his champagne and gave Tenpou a wink. "I'll be back in an hour."
---
After
Kenren had left, Tenpou fell back on the couch. He absentmindedly sipped the
rest of his champagne while he replayed the last ten minutes in his mind. His
skin flushed as he remembered the kiss. He couldn't have been mistaken about
it. Something had been there. It might not exactly prove that Kenren's
feelings were the same as his own, but if Kenren was coming back, then surely
that meant he wanted to explore it further.
The rest of the hour Tenpou spend washing off the
glasses, rearranging cushions, resetting the clock and restlessly pacing the
room. His eyes kept darting back towards the clock. Five minutes to go. Had
he totally misjudged the situation? Tenpou refilled the two glasses. Two
minutes to go. Had Kenren been kidding after all?
One minute to twelve, Kenren returned, his face
flushed as if he'd been running. "I'm not too late, am I?"
"No, just in time," Tenpou answered,
relief flowing through him. Kenren walked up to him and pulled him up from the
couch. They stood together, just like an hour ago, but this time Kenren's hand
didn't let go of Tenpou. They didn't bother with a countdown. Kenren pulled
Tenpou towards him and kissed him gently, letting the moment linger like
before. If there had been any doubt left in Tenpou's mind about Kenren's
intentions, it melted in those seconds.
The pressure increased slightly and Tenpou parted
his lips with a deep sigh. He waited, seeing if Kenren would take the
invitation. Then came the first tentative stroke of Kenren's tongue inside his
mouth. Tenpou opened his mouth wider, letting Kenren go deeper. The exploration
was slow and teasing. Kenren's tongue played across his teeth and lips, before
delving deeper into Tenpou's mouth. Tenpou pulled himself closer to Kenren,
molding their bodies together. Kenren moaned softy and pulled his tongue back
slowly. Hesitantly, Tenpou followed it into the warmth of Kenren's mouth. He
had longed for this moment for a very long time and he was taking as much time
as Kenren had to explore.
He swallowed a whine as he felt Kenren gently push
him away. "I've gotta go," Kenren said.
"You're leaving?" Tenpou asked
incredulously. After Kenren had kissed him like that, he couldn't believe the
man would run out on him.
"I have things to do," Kenren said
apologetically. "I hadn't exactly scheduled in 'seduction by superior
officer'." He took the glass of champagne off the table and downed it in
one go. "This is really good stuff, Tenpou."
"I'm glad you appreciate it," Tenpou
said, slightly miffed about being left hanging.
"I'll come back for the rest."
---
Tenpou quietly moped for the rest of the hour. He was
still put out about being left a second time. If only they had more time, he
could make sure what Kenren was thinking and whether or not his general only
thought of this as a fling. Not that he would mind a fling. He rolled his eyes;
two kisses and he was already acting like a clingy boyfriend.
He reset the clock again and thought about all the
people on Earth waiting to welcome in their New Year with a loved one, having
no idea that up in Heaven one of the Gods was taking advance of their peculiar
custom to seduce his friend. The thought was enough to make him smile. He
smoked a few cigarettes and cleaned some more of his apartment. He always kept
on eye on the clock, expecting Kenren to show up in the last minute again.
He was caught of guard when Kenren casually walked
in with almost ten minutes to go. "Any left of that stuff?"
Tenpou had filled the two glasses with what was
left in the bottle. "It's all that's left."
Kenren took his glass and settled on the couch,
waiting for Tenpou to join him. The marshal sat down and fidgeted with his
glass. Now that they had time, he wasn't sure what to say. "Should we
talk?" he finally asked.
"Okay." Kenren put down his glass and
faced his friend. "Why did you never say?"
The way he said it left no doubt in Tenpou's mind
Kenren realized this was more than an attempt at a fling. "I didn't
know," Tenpou answered, conveying all the uncertainties he had dealt with
since falling for the enigmatic general.
Kenren nodded in understanding. "Now you
do."
Tenpou's heart made a leap. It was all the
confirmation he'd hope for. "You never said either."
Kenren made a playful shrug. "I could never
hope."
Tenpou slid closer to his friend and took his head
between his hands. "Kiss me."
Kenren gave a broad smile and leaned into Tenpou.
"Yes, Sir."
This time the kiss was more heated and passionate.
They plunged into each other's mouths like practiced lovers, mixing the taste
of champagne and lingering nicotine. As the clock stuck twelve yet again Kenren
pulled away. He stroked his finger across Tenpou's cheek before gently pushing
it to the side. Kenren's lips locked over the side of his throat, kissing a
trail from one side to the other. He carefully took off Tenpou's glasses and
proceeded to kiss every inch of the marshal's face before delving back into his
mouth.
Too soon, Kenren stopped, leaving Tenpou
frustratingly aroused. "Don't tell me…"
"Sorry," Kenren apologized, stoking his
fingers through Tenpou's hair.
"I'll remember next time to give you amply
time notice," Tenpou said with a sigh.
Kenren gave him a quick peck on the nose.
"I'll make sure to put in my diary then."
---
Almost an hour later saw them back on the couch,
Kenren stretched out comfortably with his head resting against Tenpou. His
fingers had gotten hold of Tenpou's tie and were playing with it. "For how
long?" he asked while he twisted the strip of fabric.
Tenpou couldn't see Kenren's face, but he knew what
he was asking. "Since the first time you categorized my library."
Kenren sat up a little straighter. "Really,
that long?"
Tenpou nodded, knowing Kenren could feel the
movement. "And you?"
The general turned so he could look Tenpou in the
eyes. "The first time I saw you take charge of the army."
Tenpou blushed. That had been quite a long time
ago. "We should have done this sooner," Kenren said, reading Tenpou's
mind. He leaned forwards, making Tenpou lie back on the couch. "I'll have
to make up for lost time."
Kenren pushed back the lab coat and repositioned
himself to straddle Tenpou's waist. He loosened the mangled tie enough to slip
it over his head. "At this New Year thing, do people get presents?"
Tenpou squirmed in his new found position.
"Not usually. The giving of presents is more associated with
Christmas."
"I think we should add it to our New Year
ritual."
Kenren looked down on him with a possessive smile,
making the marshal blush. "I don't see why not," Tenpou agreed.
Kenren wiggled on top of him. "Look,
it's midnight," he said. "I get to open my present." He moved
his hands down over Tenpou's shirt, carefully unbuttoning each button and
pushing the shirt open bit by bit. His fingers grazed over Tenpou's hardened
nipples, sending shudders through Tenpou's body. Kenren bend down and sucked
one of the nipples into his mouth. Tenpou hissed sharply and arched up as best
he could under Kenren's weight.
Kenren repeated the process on the other side,
licking around the sensitive nipple before locking his lips over it and giving
it a gentle suck. "I think it's you that is seducing me," Tenpou said
in between gasps. Indeed Kenren had quite thoroughly turned the table on
Tenpou's little scenario and even surpassed it.
"Next time," he promised with a last
tender kiss on Tenpou's chest.
---
The following hour ranked as one of the most
frustrating hours in Tenpou's life. He rescued his tie from the floor and hung
it in his closet with his shirt and lab coat. He thought about doing some
reading, but his mind was too distracted. He kept remembering Kenren's mouth on
his chest and found himself carelessly stroking a path where Kenren's lips had
been. He had to stop himself from getting too aroused, saving it for his
general's return.
When Kenren finally returned he waited by the door
before coming to the couch. He casually shrugged off his coat and belts,
discarding them in a pile on the floor next to his boots. He walked slowly to
the couch, letting Tenpou take in every inch of him. He stopped right in front
of the marshal, looking down into his eyes and giving a smile that went
straight to Tenpou's groin.
He took Tenpou's hand and kissed the palm.
"Touch me," he whispered. Tenpou placed his hand on Kenren's chest
and let his hand glide over the smooth skin. Slowly, it was warming under his
touch. Kenren knelt down, pulling Tenpou with him till they were both on the
floor. Tenpou kissed a trail from his neck to the top of his pants, observing
the tremors as he came to Kenren's lower belly, a patch of softness between the
hard muscles.
Kenren squirmed and treaded his fingers through
Tenpou's hair. Tenpou let himself be guided to the place Kenren was obviously
intent on. "Happy New Year," Tenpou whispered, studying how his
breath made the tiny nipple stand up and then giving the nub a fierce kiss.
Kenren hissed loudly and pulled Tenpou's hair almost painfully. Under the
circumstances, the marshal didn't mind. In fact he copied the procedure on the
other side and was rewarded with a delicious moan and another yank of his hair.
Tenpou looked up, dreading the moment he knew would
come.
"I can stay," Kenren said with a wicked
smile.
With a sigh Tenpou laid his head on Kenren's chest.
"Please do." They half-sat, half-laid on the floor like that for
another moment, Tenpou simply enjoying being held in his friend's embrace. He
groaned when, after a while, Kenren began to move and gently pushed him off to
stand up.
"What?" Tenpou whined, "I thought
you didn't have to go."
Kenren stretched his legs and held out his hand to
help Tenpou up. "Aren't you hungry?"
Now that Kenren mentioned it, he felt his stomach
agree. Tenpou looked at the clock and quickly realized that would be no use.
Like so many times before, it was pointing at just past twelve. "What time
is it?" he asked sheepishly.
Kenren laughed out loud. "Time for
dinner."
---
Luckily, Tenpou had enough food in the house to
scrape together dinner for two. The last thing he wanted was to have to go out
shopping, since that would involve having to get dressed again. Kenren insisted
on making dinner, citing past experiences of Tenpou's cooking as a good enough
reason to avoid it. Tenpou leisurely smoked a cigarette while he watched Kenren
moving about the kitchen, chopping vegetables and keeping an eye on three pans
at the same time. It seemed like an extraordinary amount of work for just
dinner for two.
But Tenpou had to concede the result was certainly
worth it. His moans of contentment after each bite brought a blush to Kenren's
face. A delicious reason to keep doing it. After dinner was over, Tenpou insisted
on doing the washing up and this time it was Kenren's turn to sit and watch as
Tenpou filled the sink with water and began rinsing the plates. The marshal
could feel Kenren tracking his every move and had to use his utmost
concentration not the drop any plates.
He pretended to ignore Kenren coming over and
standing right behind him. The other man's arms came across his waist, pulling
him closer to Kenren's naked chest. "You're forgetting the time,"
Kenren whispered in his ear. "It's a New Year, again."
Tenpou finally gave up his efforts of washing
dishes. "Well I guess you should kiss me, again."
Kenren nudged the back of Tenpou's head with his
chin, making Tenpou bend forwards and letting his long hair fall to the sides.
Kenren sucked the sensitive skin at the base of Tenpou's neck. His hands slid
downwards till they rested on Tenpou's crotch. It was a fleeting, teasing
touch, but enough to elicit a response. Tenpou pushed forwards, but Kenren
stepped back, releasing Tenpou from his embrace.
Tenpou turned round so he could face his friend.
"You're a damn tease, you know that," he admonished.
"Serves you right, setting me up," Kenren
replied wickedly. "You'll get the rest in one hour."
"Of all the times to start displaying signs of
discipline, you choose a lousy one."
"It that right, Gensui, Sir?" Kenren said
mockingly.
"Indeed, Taisho."
---
"So what'd you expect us the do for the rest
of the hour?" Tenpou asked after he had finally put away the last of the
dishes.
"Hmmm, you wanna play cards?" Kenren
offered nonchalantly while he rested his elbows on the kitchen countertop.
"Are you serious?"
"Why not?"
"Okay," Tenpou said, slightly wary.
"I'll get a deck."
They moved back to the living room and settled
around the table where Tenpou began dealing the cards. They played several
rounds and Tenpou began to relax and simply enjoy spending time with his friend
like they had done many times before. Except of course on those earlier
occasions they hadn't been both half naked. They had played cards often before
and knew each other's tricks so they were evenly matched.
Time progressed till Kenren, losing the last round,
threw down his cards and leaned back. "How about we start playing for some
stakes?"
Tenpou raised his eyebrow while he collected the
cards from the table. It was about time for Kenren to make a move. "Like
what?"
"Strip poker," Kenren said with a
straight face.
"Strip poker?" Tenpou asked
incredulously. "Where did you learn about that?"
"Hey, you're the one who said I should look
down below," Kenren said with a wink.
Tenpou looked from Kenren back down to himself. If
he counted the socks separately, he only had four articles of clothing on. He
suspected Kenren didn't have any more than that; quite possibly less.
"That's not gonna take long," he muttered.
Kenren shrugged. "Think of it as quality
time."
"Alright," Tenpou conceded and dealt
another round of cards. Indeed it didn't take long before both men were down to
their boxer shorts.
"Looks like the last round," Tenpou
warned as he got ready to deal the cards again.
Kenren reached over and took the cards from his
hand. "Let's save that one," he said.
"I thought I was getting the rest,"
Tenpou said as he took Kenren's hand to pull him closer.
"Oh, I'll give you something." Kenren
reached under the table and got hold of one of Tenpou's ankles. He gave a pull,
making Tenpou fall back and slide towards him. He raised the bare leg towards
his face. "Time for another kiss," he promised. He took one of
Tenpou's toes in his mouth and gently sucked it.
Tenpou began to squirm. "That tickles!"
he yelped. Kenren held fast to Tenpou leg, pulling it up higher to limit
Tenpou's movement even further. He kissed the underside of the foot, licking
across the sensitive part of the sole and bringing tears to Tenpou's eyes.
"That is so unfair," Tenpou whined in
between giggles. "I'll get you for this."
Before Kenren could give any reply, Tenpou twisted
round and with his free foot to Kenren's throat forced the man to roll over,
releasing Tenpou's other foot in the process. Taking the element of surprise to
his full advantage, he leapt on Kenren and pinned him down on his stomach.
"Now I get to have my kiss," Tenpou
purred into Kenren's ear. He pushed Kenren's head down and kissed the back of
his neck like Kenren had done to him one hour ago. The man moaned his
appreciation and Tenpou slid down slowly over Kenren's body, kissing a trail
over his back till he reached the waistband of Kenren's boxer shorts. His
movement meant he was losing his advantage over Kenren, but the man didn't seem
in a hurry to get up from the floor.
He slipped his fingers under the elastic band of
Kenren's boxer shorts and lifted it up enough to expose the top of Kenren's
well toned ass. Kenren moaned his name in a half formed plea. Satisfied, Tenpou
let the waistband go, the elastic snapping back against Kenren's skin with a
loud snap, and got up from Kenren's legs.
"You'll get the rest in one hour."
---
Tenpou returned to the book he had discarded
several hours before and began reading. He had already finished a chapter and
Kenren had still not moved from his prone position on the floor of his
apartment. Tenpou began to wonder if his general would lie there for the whole
hour. Not that he minded the view, but it was distracting him from his reading.
"What'cha reading?", Kenren asked,
finally rolling over on his back and leaning up on his elbows.
Tenpou looked up from his book. "Warfare for
Dummies."
Kenren remained silent for a moment, seemingly
digesting Tenpou's answer and counting the odds whether it was genuine.
"Is it interesting?"
"Very."
Tenpou returned to the page he was reading and
pretended to ignore Kenren. But from the corner of his eyes, it didn't escape him
that Kenren had gotten to his knees and was slowly crawling his way to the
couch were Tenpou was sitting. He slid in between Tenpou's legs, forcing them
apart till he could sit between them.
"Am I distracting you?" he asked
innocently.
"Not at all," Tenpou answered and turned
the page.
Kenren's fingers began casually stroking up and
down Tenpou's lower legs. It was a very soothing motion and Tenpou found
himself almost drifting off.
"Read to me."
"What?" Tenpou asked, his attention
brought back to the here and now. For a moment Tenpou was sure he must have
heard Kenren wrong. He lifted up his book so he could look at the man.
"Read to me," Kenren repeated, his face
completely serious.
"Alright," Tenpou said a bit suspicious.
He brought the book back down and began reading out loud. Kenren resumed
massaging his calves while Tenpou finished the current chapter. While Tenpou
continued on to the next, Kenren hands began moving past his knees and trailing
over his thighs. Tenpou swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry from all the
speaking. As soon as Tenpou stopped reading, Kenren hands stopped moving as
well. Taking the hint, Tenpou started once more and was rewarded with a return
of Kenren's hands.
When he was done, Tenpou closed the book.
"It's finished," he said.
"Just in time," Kenren noted. He pushed
Tenpou's legs slightly more apart so he could kiss the inside of Tenpou's
thigh, just below the edge of his boxer shorts. Tenpou caught Kenren's head
between his hands and lifted it up so he could kiss Kenren properly. His tongue
invaded Kenren's mouth, pouring out the frustrations that had been building up
over the course of the evening.
Kenren climbed up till he was practically sitting in Tenpou's lap. They both
dueled for dominance, ravaging each other mouths and ending up tangled all over
each other.
When they were done, both men were spread out over
the couch, fingers still intertwined in each other's hair and slowly regaining
their breath. Kenren shifted so he could snuggle closer to Tenpou, who closed
his eyes and wrapped his arm protectively around the general.
---
Kenren even breathing hinted the man had actually
fallen asleep. They hadn't moved for quite some time and even with Kenren's
body heat on one side, Tenpou was getting a bit chilly. He carefully nudged
Kenren, eliciting a long groan.
"We should go to bed."
"Bed?" Kenren grumbled sleepily.
"Yes, my bed."
"Your bed?"
"Unless you'd rather sleep on the couch…on
your own."
The last remark finally made the man perk up.
"Hell no." He sat up, rapidly regaining his alertness. "What
time is it? Did I miss it?"
Tenpou smiled at his confusion. "No, we didn't
miss it."
"Good," Kenren said, visually relieved.
"Let's get to bed then."
Tenpou led Kenren to his bedroom and soon both men
had made themselves comfortable under the covers. Kenren had his arm draped
protectively over Tenpou's chest, making the marshal sigh contently. "Now
don't fall asleep again, or you'll miss it," he warned.
Kenren pulled Tenpou tighter against him.
"It's almost time. Why don't we get started already?" Kenren said and
kissed the tip of Tenpou's nose. Tenpou moved his head so he could claim
Kenren's mouth instead. But it was only for a moment. Kenren tried to follow
him as he pulled away, but Tenpou pushed him back gently. "Don't do
anything," Tenpou said sternly. Kenren nodded obediently.
Tenpou shrugged off the covers and moved to the end
of the bed where he could grab one of Kenren's feet. He lightly licked around
the edge and found that Kenren was just as ticklish as he was. "I owed you
that one," Tenpou said with a grin. But he had no intention of tormenting
his friend. Instead he began kissing a path all along Kenren's leg to his inner
thigh. Then he did the same on the other side, feeling the shivers that ran
through Kenren's body as his kisses moved higher.
Finally, he sat up so he could look at Kenren and
gently pulled down the top of Kenren's boxer shorts. Kenren bit his lower lip,
his eyes fixed on his erection that Tenpou was now holding. Tenpou gave
Kenren's cock an experimental stroke and was greeted with a long eager moan.
Tenpou never took his eyes of Kenren as he continued stroking, watching beads
of sweat start to form on Kenren's forehead as he guided the man closer to
climax. Tenpou shifted a little to a more comfortable position and then bend
down to kiss the head of Kenren's cock.
Kenren cried out and stiffened under Tenpou's
touch. He hand reached out to touch Tenpou's head. "You don't have to do
this," he panted, clearly on the brink of orgasm. "I believe your
body thinks otherwise," Tenpou countered and brought his lips back down to
the solid flesh. This time he took the erection into his mouth as far as he
could go and began to suck. Kenren was no longer objecting and reduced to
incoherent moaning instead. The general didn't last for very long. His cries
rapidly increased in volume till they ended in a long drawn-out moan as he
finally came into Tenpou's mouth.
"Damn, that was good," Kenren sighed once
he had regained his breath. Tenpou had snuggled back up against his friend and
pulled the covers back over them. Kenren turned to face him. "Thank
you," he said with a very satisfied smile.
"My pleasure," Tenpou answered.
"I'd like to do something for you to," Kenren
began, his hand snaking under the covers towards Tenpou's crotch.
Tenpou intercepted his hand and brought it back up.
"I can wait."
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Tenpou could feel Kenren's restlessness radiate
next to him, but he wasn't going to let himself be tempted. Besides, it was
probably better that Kenren had some time to calm down and regain his strength
again. This had been a long day and it was almost over. For Tenpou this would
be the final leap of faith in his friend. And the way this day had been going,
Tenpou had little doubt he could rely on him.
It was still quite a bit away from the hour mark,
but Kenren clearly thought he had waited long enough and once again let his
hands roam over Tenpou body till they reached his boxer shorts. "Can I
please take these off now?" he asked softly in Tenpou's ear. Tenpou
nodded, giving up on holding out any longer. His cock was already stiffening as
Kenren removed the last piece of clothing. Kenren laid down next to him and
began leisurely stoking it to full hardness. Tenpou was glad to see Kenren
himself was also gaining an erection again and reached down to copy Kenren's
actions.
But soon enough, Kenren moved away out of Tenpou's
reach and began to crawl down, apparently intent on returning Tenpou's earlier
favor. But Tenpou grabbed the man's shoulder to stop him.
"What? It's my turn now," Kenren said
confused.
"I know. I want you to do something
else."
"What?"
Tenpou rolled over to the side of the bed and
retrieved a small bottle of oil. "I want you inside me," he said a
little nervous as he handed the bottle over to Kenren.
"Are you sure?" Kenren asked as he
accepted the oil.
"Very," Tenpou said loud and clearly. He
laid back against the cushion and opened his legs to remove any doubt from his
friends mind. He wanted this more than anything.
Kenren nodded and settled between Tenpou's legs. He
coated his fingers with the oil and began to prepare Tenpou. The marshal closed
his eyes and moaned softly as the first finger slid inside. At the beginning of
this day he never could have imagined it would end like this. Kenren took his
time stretching him and Tenpou savored every minute of it. When Kenren finally
withdrew his fingers, Tenpou opened his eyes again and saw Kenren leaning over
him.
"Are you ready?" he asked gently.
"Yes," Tenpou sighed happily and raised
his legs over Kenren's shoulders. He could feel the head of Kenren's cock nudge
against his opening. He wrapped his arms around Kenren's neck and pulled him close.
Kenren's mouth closed over his, pushing his tongue inside his mouth as his cock
pushed inside his body. Tenpou made his body relax as he let himself be
claimed. He rocked along with Kenren's trusts, moaning it tandem with his lover
as they both moved towards climax.
Kenren's fist wrapped around his cock and pumped
him, making sure Tenpou was the first to find his release. Tenpou cried out in
Kenren's mouth as he came over his hand.
"You're so beautiful when you come,"
Kenren said, stroking Tenpou's forehead. His trusts were slow, bringing Tenpou
down gently from his high. Tenpou didn't mind Kenren taking his time. He didn't
want to lose the sensation of being joined.
At last, Tenpou felt Kenren stiffen inside him. He
held on to Kenren's body as the man slowly came down from his climax. Kenren
pulled out and collapsed next to Tenpou. Tenpou rolled on his side and cuddled
under Kenren's shoulder.
"You know it's actually midnight this
time?" Tenpou chuckled and pointed to his alarm clock, which was actually
displaying the correct time.
"Good. No more waiting from now on."
"Unless you want to wait till next year's New
Year," Tenpou teased.
Kenren growled and playfully bit Tenpou's earlobe,
making the marshal squeak. "Let's never wait anymore," he said
seriously, looking Tenpou in the eye.
"That should be our New Year resolution,"
Tenpou agreed wholeheartedly.
With their promise made, both men gradually drifted
off to sleep.
The end
(and they fucked like bunnies ever
after…)
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