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knelt down.
Koji looked up and his bottom lip worked slightly. "I feel
like I'm drowning ... Naoto-san," he said in a near-whisper.
His large dark eyes misted, as if the words themselves had
induced such a response. "Drowning."
That last word sent a shiver through Naoto. The force of
Koji-san's whisper spiralled in his mind, like a stick in a
muddy pool, stirring his own memories of grief ... making him
remember what that drowning was like.
And he did remember. Had felt that way for months and
months after Lee's murder. Until Kiku had reached out to him
and helped him through the worst of it. "I promise you won't
drown, Naoto," Kiku had said. At first, Naoto hadn't believed
him had thought Kiku might even be lying. But he hadn't
been and Naoto had survived, grown stronger...
"I promise you won't drown, Koji-san," he heard himself
say.
Koji-san's eyes widened and the look in them made Naoto
feel as if he were gazing into a clear pool. Everything Naoto
needed to say and do was reflected in those beautiful eyes.
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Without thinking, he slipped off his vest and dropped it
aside on the floor. "I've felt that way too, at times," he went
on. The clarity gathered, made him understand that his
intense arousal was not simply rude lust for Koji-san, but a
tool to help him. "It's a feeling, not reality." He undid his
shorts and slid them off also, tossing them aside with his
vest. Then he stood before the bed.
The sound of Koji's ragged breathing filled the room,
blended with the gentle tones of the shamisen and flute music
piped into the background. His gaze roved slowly down
Naoto's naked body, and finally came to stop on his tight
erection ... Naoto could feel it growing heavier under Koji's
stare.
Naoto felt Koji's gaze follow him around to the other side
of the futon where he started to pull the covers back. Wait ...
Koji-san hadn't actually invited him into the bed.
I don't want Tomoko. I want you. Koji's earlier words
during his massage came back. I want you, he'd said. Naoto's
dragon tightened at the echoes of those words. Invitation
enough.
He finished pulling the covers back, waiting to see if Koji
would say something to stop him.
But the man's eyes still appeared riveted on his naked
body.
He slid in beside Koji-san.
Koji's lids now half-covered his eyes in a sensual gaze, as
they'd been while watching Naoto chew his food. Naoto
observed him, making certain his presence in the bed was not
unwelcome.
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Didn't seem to be, if the erection tenting Koji-san's kimono
was any indication.
Naoto slid closer, and then pulled the tie out of his hair,
letting it flow over his shoulders for Koji-san's pleasure. The
slimmer man's gaze went immediately to the ebony fall and
he pulled in a soft breath.
Naoto smiled at him and then reached out and took one of
Koji's hands. "See, Koji-san?" he crooned, rubbing the soft
flesh of the man's palm in gentle, massaging circles. "No
drowning, only skin against skin."
Koji's breathing grew even more ragged and he sank
lower, closer to Naoto, still watching him with that fascinated,
mesmerised look that made Naoto feel totally ... completely
... desired.
Still smiling, Naoto brought Koji's hand to his lips. Koji's
index finger brushed his lower lip and Naoto licked the pad of
it with the tip of his tongue.
"Ooohh." Koji's whoosh of breath conveyed nothing but
enjoyment.
Naoto licked again, pulled the digit a bit deeper into his
mouth, and massaged the sensitive pad with the flat of his
tongue. Mmm. Koji's salty flesh was delicious and Naoto's
eyelids fluttered closed, as if were savouring one of those
fancy French pastries Kiku provided for the guests.
Koji's tiny moans and whimpers guided him and Naoto
took each fingertip, in turn, relishing, licking, tasting, until his
own dragon stretched past the point of painful. The tension of
fullness had spread deep into his balls, demanding
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satisfaction, wanting a long, languorous rub against Koji-san's
body until it coated him with its cloud of release.
He lifted his mouth from his feast on Koji-san's fingers and
looked at the man's lips. Soft and full, they moved with each
panting breath Koji-san took. "I hope you still want me to kiss
you, Koji-san," he said softly.
Koji nodded without hesitation. "Hai." His answer was
breathless.
Sweet.
The quickness of it made Naoto's insides jump in a
pleasant way. He leaned into Koji and brushed his lips across
Koji-san's. Ooohh, so soft, like cherry blossom petals, only a
million times better.
Closing his eyes, Naoto kissed him again, lingered this
time, enjoying the velvety softness and tickle of Koji-san's
breath on his own lips. Koji was unmoving, only panting. Not
seeming to know how to kiss back. He obviously didn't kiss
much ... if ever.
Naoto filed that bit away in his mind, along with the few
other insights to Koji's psyche their interactions had revealed.
Kiku said you could learn so much about a man from his kiss.
What was he learning now about Koji-san?
Naoto pressed down a bit more, flickered the tip of his
tongue along the yielding softness of Koji's mouth.
Koji groaned softly and leaned in closer. His hand moved
down Naoto's loose hair in a trembling caress.
Inexperience. Need. Coiled up passion. Sweetness.
So many things from this tiny kiss.
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It was such a little taste ... such a small glimpse into Koji's
inner world. But it only made Naoto want more...
I am drowning, Koji thought. Only this wasn't bad. Not at
all. He was drowning in a world made of Naoto. That large
muscular body, warm and male, sinking down on top of his.
Naoto's broad chest fused to his, the muscles rubbed his
nipples, made his whole chest tingle with incredible
sensations. The larger man's lips were warm and soft, yet
commanding. Each little nip and lick he gave brought another
shimmer of bliss through Koji's body, all the way to the tip of
his cock.
Naoto's scent, male musk and incense, filled Koji's nostrils,
like a vapour that travelled straight into his brain and made
him drunk. Drunk on Naoto.
Long hair tickled his skin, fell over him like the most
incredible fan. Without thinking, he palmed Naoto's back.
Large muscles bunched and shifted with the tiniest
movement.
And then, that thick cock slid against his. Hard yet silky.
He groaned into Naoto's mouth.
Naoto nipped at his bottom lip then lifted up slightly.
"How's this, Koji-san?" His voice was an erotic whisper.
"Good. So good."
Naoto slid their cocks together.
Bliss shot through Koji's whole body, made his balls
vibrate with it. "Yes! Yes!" His voice slid from a whisper to full
sound.
Naoto thrust against him, elbows propped on either side of
him. Male heat and scent permeated the air.
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"Yes! Naoto-san." Koji couldn't stop himself from shouting.
The pleasure exploded like a storm, winds so powerful he
could no longer withhold them. "Yes!"
Naoto's lips came down on his. A velvety moist tongue slid
along his teeth, danced with his tongue, the warm cave
absorbing his moans.
Eyes closed, Koji clutched at Naoto's back. Sparks of the
most intense pleasure seemed to tingle over every inch of his
skin, right to his toes. For years he'd dreamed of a handsome
samurai who grabbed him up and took command of him, just
like Naoto was doing now...
Koji slid his hands down to those powerful buttocks,
followed the sliding motion as Naoto thrust against him.
Powerful, raw, male. Every inch of Naoto was beefy, strong,
thick with muscle ... beautiful.
Naoto's mouth stayed on his while he rocked his hips
against Koji's. Each thrust made the pressure build. Harder.
Faster. Koji screwed his eyes shut as heat spiralled through
his entire lower body.
Naoto lifted away from their kiss and stared down at him.
He slowed the rhythm of his hips to a teasing slide.
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