Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Third Time's the Charm ❯ Long Awaited Climax ( Chapter 4 )

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Third Time's The Charm
Chapter Four: Long Awaited Climax
By: Irish

Warnings: All kinds of smutty, smutty sex

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Dee carried Ryo back to his bedroom, Ryo kissing him the whole way. It was a heady feeling, to have Ryo plundering his mouth so enthusiastically. It made his heart pound to have Ryo take matters into his own hands. Dee had been the instigator for so long, this was a nice switch. He attempted to ease Ryo's supple form down onto the bed, but Ryo refused to let go, pulling Dee down with him. Ryo let his legs, that had been wrapped so tightly around Dee's waist, fall apart a bit to better accommodate Dee's hips against his own. His hands slid down from Dee's neck, over his back, until he had slipped his hands into Dee's back pockets, pulling Dee's hips tight against his own, their straining erections pressed together, though with several layers of material between them.

 

Dee couldn't help but groan softly as Ryo pressed their hips more tightly together. He may have iron control in the bedroom, but he had to, or he'd never last long enough to bring Ryo to climax. He was already straining the zipper of his jeans, and they had only started kissing a moment ago. Ryo's hips moved restlessly beneath his, shifting, not quite grinding up into him, not yet.

 

Ryo whimpered, breaking off the long kiss as the pressure against his member increased, Dee having shifted more of his weight to his hips. That felt so good! Dee made him feel so good. Could they do this all night? Ryo hoped so. They had lost time to make up for, after all.

 

“Dee...” he loved saying Dee's name. He shifted his hips a little, trying to get more then just pressure for himself, wanting friction as well.

 

“Yes?” Dee smiled, and tried to look innocent, knowing full well what Ryo wanted. It was so cute to watch him blush though.

 

“Could you um... maybe...” He was absolutely incorrigible! Ryo made a frustrated sound and took his hands from Dee's back pockets and gave his shoulders a shove, pushing Dee off him. “Never mind, I've got it.” He smirked, rolling with Dee so he was on top. He didn't wait for Dee to settle or even take a breath, before he straddled his hips, hands on Dee's shoulders, lest he try and change their positions again.

 

“If you're waiting for me to object, its going to be a long night.” Dee gasped out as Ryo wasted no time in once again pressing their hard lengths against one another. And Ryo certainly didn't wait, for anything, before he started to move his hips, grinding slow and hard against Dee.

 

Ryo didn't bother to respond, dropping his head back as he pushed against Dee's shoulders a bit, more pressure where they were both already aching. Ryo experimented a little, rubbing, circling his hips, thrusting a little. He could feel Dee moving against him, only able to move his hips a little with Ryo's weight on them. Dee may not be quite as vocal, but by the way he was starting to writhe, there wasn't a doubt in Ryo's mind that he was enjoying himself.

 

Dee lifted his hips, thrusting into Ryo a bit. He very much liked Ryo straddling him like this. He could watch the expressions that flitted over his face, and it left his hands very free. Which he intended to make use of. He slid his hands up Ryo's sides to his chest, it took no more then a pass of his thumbs to get Ryo's nipples to harden and pebbled to eager points. Dee circled his thumbs against them, rubbing them. Above him, Ryo groaned, and pressed his chest more into Dee's thumbs.

 

“Yes...” Ryo moaned, making a very erotic picture, his back arched and his head dropped back. He may have the upper hand, but Dee didn't intend to be passive in this coupling.

 

He worked open the buttons of Ryo's shirt and tugged it from his pants, chucking it to the floor, running his hands over the flesh now bared to him, caressing his sides and flat stomach. Once again, Dee's thumbs found Ryo's sensitive nubs, rubbing them with the pads of his thumbs. Above him the blonde detective shuddered, gasping in pleasure.

 

Ryo's eyes just about rolled back as he felt Dee rub his nipples, circling, the rough feel of working hands over the very sensitive tips sent twin bolts of pleasure straight to his already throbbing erection. They needed to start doing this more often, Ryo thought absently, or they would end up like horny teenagers, not able to hold out long enough to even get their clothes off. At the moment, Ryo didn't want to stop grinding against Dee long enough to get their pants off.

 

Dee watched his partner's pleasure, felt him grind down harder, faster. Dee himself was in a bad way, and arched up even more into Ryo, groaning as he felt more pressure and more friction on his member. He was panting already and already having to exert a decent amount of control over himself. He knew a surefire way to keep himself distracted though...

 

Ryo's nipples were diamond hard against his thumbs, almost sharp, and Dee shifted tactics, taking each between his thumb and finger, pinching them. He kept the pressure light at first, watching Ryo over him, already completely lost to the sensation.
Ryo cried out, back arching even more, wanting more pressure from Dee's fingers, his nubs aching for attention almost as much as his cock was aching under his pants. He circled his hips faster against Dee, panting raggedly. Slowly, the pressure on his nipples grew, as Dee pinched them harder.

“Yes! Dee!” he cried out, his only thought now to relieve the growing urge to come. He didn't care how, he just wanted more. Already though, Dee was giving him more, his fingers holding the hard nubs at just the perfect point, as hard as Ryo wanted, at the very edge of pain and pleasure. Even though, this being their third time, Ryo knew there was all kinds of `more' that Dee could give just that tiny part of his body, the even sharper spike of pleasure that jolted through him when those sharp points were rolled between thumb and finger, took Ryo by surprise, and he clenched his teeth against the urge so scream.

God, they hadn't even gotten their pants off yet.

It was so stimulating, just to watch Ryo, even if he hadn't been riding him like the pony express, Dee was positive he could climax just watching. Of course, he was getting a hell of a lot more stimulation then just watching. Ryo really seemed to be enjoying the bump and grind they had going, and with as repressed as they both had been with each other over the past few weeks, Dee saw no reason not to have at least one climax before they actually got down to business, take the edge off, as it were.

He released one nub, ignoring Ryo's whimper of protest, and ran his fingers down Ryo's taught stomach, finding the button of his pants. That was a bit of a challenge, Ryo apparently wasn't planning on pausing even long enough for Dee to get his pants open. That made him smile. Sex kitten indeed. Dee finally managed to find the button and thumb it open. Ryo's fly was a lot harder to get at though, if Ryo wouldn't lift his hips for at least a moment or two.

“Ryo, baby,” Dee finally said, laughing “You have to lift your hips for at least a second so I can get your pants off.”

“Pants off?” Ryo asked vaguely, who needed to do that? He was doing just fine as he was, thanks, and didn't want to stop.

“Yes,” Dee was still laughing, and shook his head a little. “Off. Come on, just for a second, it will feel even better then.”
Oh, well if it would feel better... he supposed he could manage, just for a second. Reluctantly, Ryo's hips slowed, then lifted a bit off of Dee's, putting enough room between them for Dee to draw down his zipper. Ryo sighed with the sudden relief of not being so confined. His hips quivered, but he bit his lip, restraining himself a moment or two longer, as Dee sat up a bit and pushed them, along with his boxers, down past Ryo's hips. Ryo took another moment to remove them entirely, before almost pouncing on Dee once again.

Dee had been reaching down for his own fly, having done no more then thumb open the tab, when Ryo's hips thrust down against his once again. He gasped, then groaned, shuddering a bit as Ryo resumed rubbing against him.

He had tried to wait longer, wait until Dee pulled his hips back into place, but he could see Dee's cock under his jeans, straining, even twitching hard enough for Ryo to see, and he wanted it. Now. After the first brush against the worn-soft denim of Dee's jeans, any vague notion of self control flew out the window. His bare cock against the denim was way, way better then the pillow this afternoon, and so much harder! Oh god was Dee hard...

Dee didn't try to hold his lover back, he didn't mind being trapped in his jeans, not when Ryo made that nice keening noise. Dee ran his hands down Ryo's sides, then to his hips, before finding his muscular arse. He made a few noises of his own, feeling the muscles under his hands bunch and flex as Ryo pleasured himself against Dee.

“That's it baby,” he rasped as Ryo started to thrust, instead of just rubbing. His own balls were tense and ready for release, which meant Ryo surely had to be on the brink. Dee managed to pry his hands off Ryo's arse, sliding them back up his hips. He slid one between them, finding Ryo's thrusting length, and trapping it between his palm and own denim-trapped cock.

The friction was almost too much, Ryo felt so sensitive right now, able to feel himself leaking, and quite liberally. His balls were so tense, he was so ready... but he held back, wanting to last a little longer, wanting the pleasure to built even more. When Dee's other hand found a nipple, and pinched it tight, then pulled... that sent his hips bucking wildly, thrusting into the press of Dee's hand, the hardness of his erection, and the rough/soft denim of his jeans. His climax hovered, the tension in his balls spreading up into his stomach. Then deft fingers rolled the nipple still trapped between thumb and finger, still being gently pulled at. Rolled, then rolled again. The second time lanced straight through him, and he stiffened, throwing his head back.

Hips that had been bucking frantically started to thrust and grind and rub erratically now. Dee could feel Ryo's cock twitching hard against his hand, then the hot spurt of his climax. All he could do was watch, not aware that his own hips were starting to buck almost as hard, watching Ryo throw his head back, arching his back hard, muscles standing out on his arms. His fingers were digging into Dee's chest. It was gorgeous, the smooth pale line of Ryo's throat, the scream of pleasure caught behind clenched teeth, and the soft whimpers it trailed off to.

Ryo felt his pleasure fade, slowly, leaving him agonizingly sensitive. He dropped his head forward, letting it hang, panting raggedly, trying to catch his breath. Dee's hips were still shifting restlessly against his though, each movement stealing his breath again. He finally raised himself off Dee a little, had to, it was too much for his spent shaft. He looked up though, hearing Dee's groan of protest. Ryo looked at Dee, who was no longer looking at him, now his eyes were tightly shut, his lower lip caught between his teeth. Ryo looked down between them and his cheeks immediately heated. Most of the mess was on Dee's hand, but also in spots on his jeans, and even on his stomach. Even more embarrassing... He hadn't climaxed. Dee was straining against his zipper just as much, if not more so, as before Ryo had come.

He reached up quickly, grabbing some Kleenex from the bedside table, using it to clean off the evidence of his pleasure from Dee's hand, and jeans, and stomach.

“Sorry...” Ryo whispered, still blushing.

“S'okay,” Dee managed, voice a little tense, “But would you mind if I ditched these now?”

“What? No, god, sorry, no.” Ryo shook his head, which was still a bit fuzzy from climax. He gently deterred Dee's hands when Dee started to lower his own fly, drawing the zipper down for him, watching his erection all but spring free of the confines, although still a little hampered by Dee's boxers. Ryo felt his lover shudder with pleasure just at no longer being so tightly confined. Quickly, Ryo drew off jeans and boxers both, discarding them quickly. When he looked up again, he found himself short of breath again.

He had never gotten a good look at Dee's erection previously. Now though, sated himself, he had the attention to spare. It was... very nice. Not that Ryo hadn't seen himself with a hardon a time or two, but this was different. Dee's cock was beyond ridged, and twitching slightly in time with his pulse, throbbing visibly. He was slightly larger then Ryo was, though that didn't bother Ryo any, and the shape a little different.

Ryo reached out and ran his fingers lightly over the silky skin, feeling the granite hardness just under the surface. Dee gasped, then whimpered, his erection giving a violent twitch, his hips hitching. He was clearly in a bad way. Settling beside his lover's longer frame, Ryo reached down again, this time wrapping his fingers around that stiff length, at the base, stroking slowly upward. Dee's hips were shifting, thrusting into his fist a little, and as Ryo drew near the head of it, a drop of preseed leaked from his tip, which was already a bit damp.

“Baby... baby, please.” Dee whimpered. He was honestly starting to be in pain, and if Ryo didn't start stroking him more, he was going to do it himself. He had been on the verge of coming himself, when Ryo did, but then Ryo had finished. He knew Ryo wasn't intentionally teasing him, but it sure as hell felt like it.

Dee was... begging him? It made Ryo shiver all over. Dee wanted him that badly? He ran his thumb over Dee's tip, rubbing in the moisture. It twitched again in his hand, more then twitched, spasmed, even more preseed leaking from him. Dee was starting to thrust into his hand, even though Ryo wasn't stroking him. Ryo tightened his grip on Dee's head, and could feel Dee's cock, his whole body really, throb that much harder.

Ryo decided he better give the man some relief, or Dee might just well pass out on him. He started to move his hand, slow at first, up and down on his ridged cock, Dee was already starting to writhe, clutching at the bed sheets, Ryo's shoulder, head moving on the pillow. It was easy to see how close he was, and how desperate. Ryo stroked faster, harder, tightening his hand on the slick length, the constant leak of preseed, making the movement easy.

Dee thrust harder, helping slide his cock in and out of Ryo's tight fist. His balls were so tense it was agony, and Ryo's hand felt so very good, stroking him faster, harder, thumb working over his sensitive tip. It wasn't the most expert hand job Dee had ever received, but Dee didn't notice, or care. He pushed himself up on one elbow, watching Ryo's hand on his erection.

Even against this part of Dee's anatomy, which had rarely, if ever, seen the sun, Ryo's hand was pale. The contrast of skin, watching his cock twitch eagerly, sliding in and out of his hand, it was a wet dream, and then some. He glanced at Ryo, even as his hips started to thrust so hard, they nearly left the bed entirely. Ryo was watching the action of his hand against Dee just as raptly as Dee had been a moment ago. Looking lower, Dee saw Ryo's own cock hardening again.

Their eyes met, completely unintentional on both their parts. Dee found himself drawn in to deep dark, fathomless pools, losing himself in Ryo's eyes. Each and every one of his lover's emotions seemed to be reflected in those dark pools. And Ryo wasn't looking away, was meeting his gaze, holding it. Dee slid his fingers into Ryo's hair, not wanting him to look away, ever.

Ryo felt his breath catch, Dee's eyes were always so intense, so much held in them, and so very much more hidden. Nothing was hidden now though, and Ryo felt like he could see just as deeply into Dee, for once, as Dee saw into him. Ryo cupped his cheek lightly, even as his other hand worked hard and fast over his shaft.

Ryo's thumb brushed over his cheek bone, a tender caress, that tenderness mirrored in his eyes, and Dee felt his seed rise, suddenly, so fast he barely realized he was about to come, before he did, all but exploding in Ryo's hand. The pleasure was so intense, Dee felt his hips leave the mattress completely as he dug his heels in. He held Ryo's eyes as long as he could, as the climax spiked even higher. As another volley shot from him, though, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and throw his head back, shoulders and head and heels about all that were still touching the bed, His hand clenched in Ryo's hair, the other in the sheets, writhing, keening.

It was the longest Dee could ever remember experiencing, and as the intensity of it waned a bit, he opened his eyes again, though he was still trembling with aftershocks, and found Ryo still watching him. Dee drew him closer with the hand in his hair, drawing him down until their foreheads and noses almost touched, carding his fingers through Ryo's hair, slightly damp from their exertions, as he finally went limp entirely, quite spent. Absently, he hoped he'd be able to get it up again after that. He hadn't planned on this being their only go, but it had been so intense...

Ryo closed the inches between them, kissing Dee softly, easing down beside him. He remembered what Dee had said, about how their love making had left him near tears, and after cleaning off his own hand, and Dee, he drew Dee into his arms, gathering him close.

“I love you.” he murmured against his lover's ear, caressing sable locks. “Always.” Dee felt so nice in his arms. Ryo was the smaller of the two of them, but Dee seemed to tuck as neatly against his chest, as he did against Dee's. His lover was quivering slightly, and had moved into his arms very readily.

“I love you too, baby.” Dee murmured, nuzzling Ryo's chest, closing his eyes. His throat felt tight and it felt like suddenly his heart didn't quite fit in his chest. Ryo was holding him so very tenderly, caressing his hair, the feeling of safety and security compared to nothing else. “I love being in your arms.”

Ryo smiled, more then content to cuddle like this, though he was more the half hard from watching Dee's climax, despite his own release. It could wait. There was time for more, they had all night. “I love having you there.” He chuckled a little, nibbling at Dee's ear, a hand caressing over his spine. “I would have never pegged you as one to want to cuddle after sex.” he mused. In reflection, Ryo was finding out that he learned a little more about his lover every day. Finding out that he had made a lot of assumptions about the kind of person Dee was, and a lot of them were more then a little inaccurate.

“Normally I'm not.” Dee agreed, before shifting, so he and Ryo lay facing one another, sharing the same pillow. He took one of Ryo's hands in his own, and held it to his chest. “But its different with you.” He had been in love before, at least he had thought so, and Ryo was right. He didn't like cuddling with her, or any of his other lovers.

“What's different?” Ryo asked, reaching up to gently trace the angles and plains of his partners handsome face. A moment later, Dee's green eyes found his own once more, and practically pinned him in place. Ryo's breath caught a little.

Dee swallowed. He couldn't lie, or even change the subject. He had to answer. It made his heart pound, to show this moment of vulnerability, but he trusted Ryo with his body, with his heart.

“You fill the empty places in me, you sooth my hurts.” He brushed Ryo's hair gently from his face. “I know you don't understand, but almost from the moment I met you, my entire world changed.” Dee didn't' know how to explain it. Ryo soothed him, made his world weary soul hurt just a little less. HE didn't know why, Ryo just did and Dee didn't question it and didn't want to. Keeping Ryo's hand clasped in his own and against his chest, he drew Ryo closer with his free hand, hugging him close. “I don't know why you are different, but you are.” He whispered against Ryo's ear.

 

Ryo felt his eyes sting a little, Dee could be so very sweet, and almost eloquent at times. “Its okay, handsome.” Ryo whispered back, resting his forehead against Dee's. “You don't need to explain. I think I understand.” He kissed Dee's lips. “Before you, I was very happy alone. Passionless.”

 

“You were never passionless.” Dee smiled “You just liked to pretend you were. Now if we can just soundproof your bedroom…” He teased.

 

“I was really loud again, wasn't I?” Ryo sighed, cheeks heating. “Oh well. Maybe its time for a bigger apartment. One with Bikky's room on the other side of the apartment from ours.” Ryo laughed, rolling his eyes a bit. “Lets not add to what is already likely to be years of therapy.”

 

“Our?” Dee asked softly

 

“Huh?” Ryo lifted his head looking at Dee

 

“Nothing, never mind.” Dee said quickly, sure Ryo has simply misspoken and not wanting to corner him into anything. They hadn't really been together all that long, just a few weeks, after all. It would probably be years before Ryo wanted him to move in.

 

Ryo watched Dee a minute, realizing what he had said after Dee had asked him. It had been unintentional, but not ingenuine. He wanted them to be sharing a bed all the time. Not just because of the sex, though that was a nice bonus. He just wanted Dee around. And Bikky did too, no matter how much the boy denied it.

 

“Yes, `our' Dee. Our bedroom. If you want to move in with us, that is.” Ryo smiled caressing Dee's cheek

 

“Of course I do!” any fatigue Dee had been feeling was quickly forgotten and he sat up a little, heart beating hard in his chest.

“Are you sure though? I mean… I don't want to invade your space.”

“Oh since when have you cared about my space!” Ryo wrinkled his nose. Dee wouldn't be Dee if he had any sense of boundaries. “Of course I'm sure. Let me pose it to Bikky like a question though. Let him think its his idea. That might go over smoother.” Ryo chuckled.

 

“Whatever you say baby.” Dee agreed with enthusiasm, leaning down and kissing Ryo heatedly.

 

Ryo had no intention of arguing. They had a whole night ahead of them, with no reason to try and keep quiet what they were doing. They had weeks of activity to catch up on, and they had each other. Ryo realized with a start, he couldn't ever remember being happier… and just hoped that Dee would finally feel the same. And if he didn't? Well, Ryo didn't have any hesitation in spending the rest of his life proving to Dee that he was very much loved and wanted.

 

 

Author's Note: Its…. Finished? Oh my god! I finished something! It's the apocalypse! Okay, maybe not the apocalypse, but still! This is it everyone, I finally finished something! I hope you enjoyed the lemon. It was a little kinky, but hey the whole story was a little kinky. Hope everyone enjoyed it. Um… wow… that's all I've got… I'm just so shocked.