Fan Fiction ❯ Aiyoku ❯ First Taste ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: DragonSpire 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.07.2003 | Updated On: 03.17.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 204 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.07.2003 | Updated On: 03.17.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 204 | Status: Completed
Chapter 3
A/N: Things are nice and toasty...
The aroma of cheese and eggs filled the room, as Rezuka took out two plates and placed the omlettes on them. He turned around and served one plate to Nikumu, and put the other one down in front of his chair. "Would you like anything to drink?" Rezuka asked his company.
"Sure, what do you have?" Nikumu responded quietly.
"I have lots of stuff. Coffee," he paused and Nikumu grimaced. "Hehe, I figured, well let's see, I believe I have milk and orange juice. I also have some tea."
"I'll have some orange juice. Please." Nikumu responded. Rezuka nodded and went to the refrigerator. He pulled out a carton of orange juice, and placed it on the counter. Nikumu began to eat his omlette slowly, for it was still hot. 'so... my new, roommate... what is going to be of our, how shall I say, relationship. Friends, I hope... maybe more... mmm maybe more...' the younger boy thought to himself. Rezuka poured the orange juice into two glasses, and served one to Nikumu. They ate their meal in perpetual silence. When they where done they took their plates to the sink and placed them next to Nikumu's gloves. Rezuka started to wash the plates off, and Nikumu went back to sit at the table. He watched the older boy work. 'so clean... hee hee...' he thought. 'unlike me...' He smiled.
Rezuka turned around, "So, Niki, what would you like to do?"
Nikumu's eyebrows knitted together, "What did you call me?"
Rezuka frowned, "Oh sorry, I was thinking of... a nickname. So, I came up with Niki. Is that, okay?"
Nikumu nodded and smiled, "Oh, that's fine. I've got to have one for you then. Hmmm..." Nikumu grinned, "how about 'Zuka?"
Rezuka grinned back, "Sure. 'Zuka it is. So we're 'Zuka and Niki." Both boys smiled. Rezuka moved towards the table and sat down in his chair. He placed a hand over Nikumu's, and looked into the younger boys twin orbs. Blood red, and deep down full of hurt, but now filled with mixed emotions of happiness and attraction. Nikumu stared back into Rezuka's dark blue one's. Filled with compassion and optimism of the future.
The younger boy felt strangely at ease with this older boy holding his hand. Bare, gloveless, and as he had said, three times as sensitive as a normal one. Rezuka squeezed the younger boys hand lightly, and Nikumu closed his eyes, and dropped his head. He took a deep breath, and waited for Rezuka to do something. Rezuka smiled and brought his other hand up to lift up Nikumu's chin. He spoke softly, "What would you like to do today, Niki?" Nikumu looked at the older boy with a longing, and hopeful look upon his face. 'no... I can't tell him that, I'll just...' Nikumu thought to himself. "Where's the shower," He finally asked. "Because... I should take one." Rezuka just barely stifled a loud guffaw.
"Well, I would say it's in the bathroom, but you don't know where that is, do you?" He chuckled. "Come on, I'll show you." He led Nikumu by the hand to the bathroom. 'I wonder if he knows that I was holding his hand intentionally..." Rezuka thought to himself as he closed the bathroom door for the younger boy. He went and sat down on the couch in the living room. 'I really like this boy... he's very sweet. And he's cute too.' Rezuka giggled softly. 'I wish that he'd be more open though. But alas, it's been such a long time since he's been this open before anyway... poor darling. I vow that I will protect this boy from the evils of society. Gods, that sounded lame, but I promise that I will... I just have to tell him that.'
Meanwhile, Nikumu was stripping himself of his outer clothing. Unzipping his pants, he thought about how the older boy had held his hand so tenderly and looked into his eyes... even after he told him about their sensitivity. 'Was it intentional?' He thought, 'I hope so... I really like him. He's so... caring... and he doesn't care about... well, of course he doesn't care about that, he is. Like Daisuke, but I'm still not sure if he's... ' He stripped out of his black corset. When bare, he stepped into the shower and turned the water on. "Oops..." he said, when he noticed that his choker was still on. He unclipped it, and placed it on the toilet top. After that, he let the lukewarm water flow down his back. Carefully removing the bandage from his arm, he cleaned his cuts on his arm. He winced when the soap stung, but continued to clean them. 'Hopefully these'll heal...' he thought. When he got to his back, he reached, but immediatly stopped, as a sharp shearing pain came from one of the cuts on his arm. He tried his other arm, and to his dismay, he couldn't reach any of the cuts on his back. 'Ouch... what am I gonna do? Oh, I know...' He turned off the water, and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around his waist, and opened the door slowly. Sure enough, Rezuka was reclining on the couch, apparently deep in thought. "'Zuka?" Nikumu called quietly, but loud enough to be heard.
The older boy turned around, to see Nikumu's head sticking out of the bathroom door. He raised one eyebrow and answered, "Yes, Niki?"
"Could you, come here? Please?"
"Sure," Rezuka replied while walking over. "What do... you..." He stammered when he saw Nikumu's glistening body, covered only a towel wrapped loosely around his thin waist. Rezuka noticed, he also had a cord with the kanji of aku on it, hanging from his neck. Nikumu blushed lightly when he saw Rezuka's reaction.
"Um, could you... oh I know this sounds odd, but could you, wash my back? I... can't reach." He replied, and gestured to his arms.
Rezuka swallowed audibly, "Yeah, sure..." He followed Nikumu into the bathroom. 'My my, this boy is even more beautiful than I had thought. So slim, but well toned... pale skin, but so soft looking.' Rezuka thought, as he felt his heart quicken. Nikumu sat on the edge of the shower/bathtub. He looked behind him, and gestured for Rezuka to sit. Rezuka did so, very abruptly. Nikumu giggled, and handed Rezuka the soap and a washcloth. Rezuka finally came to his senses and recieved the soap and towel. He rubbed the soap in the cloth to get a rich lather. 'Hee hee, he's funny too...' Nikumu thought while he felt Rezuka gently scrubbing his back. 'I think he likes me... well, I like him, and I'm going to have to show him... but how...' He paused, 'oh... that's how.' Nikumu stayed Rezuka's hand, and turned around. He gestured with his finger for Rezuka to bend down. The older boy obliged, but he was confused. His confusions though, were abruptly stopped when, Nikumu pressed his lips upon his. Rezuka almost expected himself to faint, but with this, beautiful youth, kissing him, he could only return the favor. The kiss of affection quickly changed into one of passion. Nikumu slowly turned around, and Rezuka wrapped his arms around the still wet younger boy's torso. Soon their tongues joined in the fun, and they only parted because of lack of breath. Both boys crimson, they sat down on the toilet seat together. Taking deep breaths, they looked into each others eyes, and new, that they were going to start a new life together. One filled with love, passion, lust. Aiyoku.
A/N: Things are nice and toasty...
The aroma of cheese and eggs filled the room, as Rezuka took out two plates and placed the omlettes on them. He turned around and served one plate to Nikumu, and put the other one down in front of his chair. "Would you like anything to drink?" Rezuka asked his company.
"Sure, what do you have?" Nikumu responded quietly.
"I have lots of stuff. Coffee," he paused and Nikumu grimaced. "Hehe, I figured, well let's see, I believe I have milk and orange juice. I also have some tea."
"I'll have some orange juice. Please." Nikumu responded. Rezuka nodded and went to the refrigerator. He pulled out a carton of orange juice, and placed it on the counter. Nikumu began to eat his omlette slowly, for it was still hot. 'so... my new, roommate... what is going to be of our, how shall I say, relationship. Friends, I hope... maybe more... mmm maybe more...' the younger boy thought to himself. Rezuka poured the orange juice into two glasses, and served one to Nikumu. They ate their meal in perpetual silence. When they where done they took their plates to the sink and placed them next to Nikumu's gloves. Rezuka started to wash the plates off, and Nikumu went back to sit at the table. He watched the older boy work. 'so clean... hee hee...' he thought. 'unlike me...' He smiled.
Rezuka turned around, "So, Niki, what would you like to do?"
Nikumu's eyebrows knitted together, "What did you call me?"
Rezuka frowned, "Oh sorry, I was thinking of... a nickname. So, I came up with Niki. Is that, okay?"
Nikumu nodded and smiled, "Oh, that's fine. I've got to have one for you then. Hmmm..." Nikumu grinned, "how about 'Zuka?"
Rezuka grinned back, "Sure. 'Zuka it is. So we're 'Zuka and Niki." Both boys smiled. Rezuka moved towards the table and sat down in his chair. He placed a hand over Nikumu's, and looked into the younger boys twin orbs. Blood red, and deep down full of hurt, but now filled with mixed emotions of happiness and attraction. Nikumu stared back into Rezuka's dark blue one's. Filled with compassion and optimism of the future.
The younger boy felt strangely at ease with this older boy holding his hand. Bare, gloveless, and as he had said, three times as sensitive as a normal one. Rezuka squeezed the younger boys hand lightly, and Nikumu closed his eyes, and dropped his head. He took a deep breath, and waited for Rezuka to do something. Rezuka smiled and brought his other hand up to lift up Nikumu's chin. He spoke softly, "What would you like to do today, Niki?" Nikumu looked at the older boy with a longing, and hopeful look upon his face. 'no... I can't tell him that, I'll just...' Nikumu thought to himself. "Where's the shower," He finally asked. "Because... I should take one." Rezuka just barely stifled a loud guffaw.
"Well, I would say it's in the bathroom, but you don't know where that is, do you?" He chuckled. "Come on, I'll show you." He led Nikumu by the hand to the bathroom. 'I wonder if he knows that I was holding his hand intentionally..." Rezuka thought to himself as he closed the bathroom door for the younger boy. He went and sat down on the couch in the living room. 'I really like this boy... he's very sweet. And he's cute too.' Rezuka giggled softly. 'I wish that he'd be more open though. But alas, it's been such a long time since he's been this open before anyway... poor darling. I vow that I will protect this boy from the evils of society. Gods, that sounded lame, but I promise that I will... I just have to tell him that.'
Meanwhile, Nikumu was stripping himself of his outer clothing. Unzipping his pants, he thought about how the older boy had held his hand so tenderly and looked into his eyes... even after he told him about their sensitivity. 'Was it intentional?' He thought, 'I hope so... I really like him. He's so... caring... and he doesn't care about... well, of course he doesn't care about that, he is. Like Daisuke, but I'm still not sure if he's... ' He stripped out of his black corset. When bare, he stepped into the shower and turned the water on. "Oops..." he said, when he noticed that his choker was still on. He unclipped it, and placed it on the toilet top. After that, he let the lukewarm water flow down his back. Carefully removing the bandage from his arm, he cleaned his cuts on his arm. He winced when the soap stung, but continued to clean them. 'Hopefully these'll heal...' he thought. When he got to his back, he reached, but immediatly stopped, as a sharp shearing pain came from one of the cuts on his arm. He tried his other arm, and to his dismay, he couldn't reach any of the cuts on his back. 'Ouch... what am I gonna do? Oh, I know...' He turned off the water, and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around his waist, and opened the door slowly. Sure enough, Rezuka was reclining on the couch, apparently deep in thought. "'Zuka?" Nikumu called quietly, but loud enough to be heard.
The older boy turned around, to see Nikumu's head sticking out of the bathroom door. He raised one eyebrow and answered, "Yes, Niki?"
"Could you, come here? Please?"
"Sure," Rezuka replied while walking over. "What do... you..." He stammered when he saw Nikumu's glistening body, covered only a towel wrapped loosely around his thin waist. Rezuka noticed, he also had a cord with the kanji of aku on it, hanging from his neck. Nikumu blushed lightly when he saw Rezuka's reaction.
"Um, could you... oh I know this sounds odd, but could you, wash my back? I... can't reach." He replied, and gestured to his arms.
Rezuka swallowed audibly, "Yeah, sure..." He followed Nikumu into the bathroom. 'My my, this boy is even more beautiful than I had thought. So slim, but well toned... pale skin, but so soft looking.' Rezuka thought, as he felt his heart quicken. Nikumu sat on the edge of the shower/bathtub. He looked behind him, and gestured for Rezuka to sit. Rezuka did so, very abruptly. Nikumu giggled, and handed Rezuka the soap and a washcloth. Rezuka finally came to his senses and recieved the soap and towel. He rubbed the soap in the cloth to get a rich lather. 'Hee hee, he's funny too...' Nikumu thought while he felt Rezuka gently scrubbing his back. 'I think he likes me... well, I like him, and I'm going to have to show him... but how...' He paused, 'oh... that's how.' Nikumu stayed Rezuka's hand, and turned around. He gestured with his finger for Rezuka to bend down. The older boy obliged, but he was confused. His confusions though, were abruptly stopped when, Nikumu pressed his lips upon his. Rezuka almost expected himself to faint, but with this, beautiful youth, kissing him, he could only return the favor. The kiss of affection quickly changed into one of passion. Nikumu slowly turned around, and Rezuka wrapped his arms around the still wet younger boy's torso. Soon their tongues joined in the fun, and they only parted because of lack of breath. Both boys crimson, they sat down on the toilet seat together. Taking deep breaths, they looked into each others eyes, and new, that they were going to start a new life together. One filled with love, passion, lust. Aiyoku.