Mirage Of Blaze Fan Fiction ❯ Takaya's Surrender ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own this, I never did, I never will. This is written purely for entertainment purposes only.

WARNINGS: This is an NC-17 fic! It contains adult language and situations as well as homosexuality. If you are too young or are too immature to handle this stop reading and leave. Do not blame me if you are disturbed by this as you have been warned and you decided to proceed anyway to satisfy your morbid curiosity. That said, all people who like yaoi, continue reading and please leave feedback to tell me what you think.

Written under the influence of Pepsi, Doritos, Chinese Food, Lack of sleep, and Lynard Skynard, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

Dedicated to SeraphDraconis, who challenged me to write this and introduced me to this awesome anime! You rock!

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Takaya's Surrender

(What if Naoe hadn't pulled back during that intense scene in episode 7? What if Takaya hadn't run away?)

By: Alaskan Blue

"What the… Who the hell are you?" Takaya fought against the trembling he felt in his knees.

"I'm your dog." Naoe's voice was husky with desire, "A mad dog!"

Naoe leaned close to Takaya, his mouth close. A low heat began deep in Takaya's belly and he felt it creep downward, he inhaled sharply and his eyes widened. It hadn't been the first time he'd felt this way around Naoe. It had happened before, this reaction, not just around girls, but boys as well. It had even occurred a few times when he and Yuzuru had been changing in the locker room. The dreams he had started having from time to time for the past few years had included boys as well as girls and it hadn't really bothered him. Heterosexual, bisexual, trisexual, who cared? But this… This was different. This was Naoe.

Takaya brought his hand up and put them on Naoe's chest, he couldn't let this happen. Naoe seized his wrists and pinned them with one hand to the wall, with the other he gripped Takaya's chin and forced his head still. Takaya struggled against him, but it was in vain, Naoe was far too strong. The heat in Takaya burned hotter and it scared him. He was pinned against the wall by his teacher for god's sake! His face clouded with anger and he began to fight Naoe in earnest. His exertions brought him close to Naoe's body. And he was shocked at the feel of him. The hard muscles of his chest pressed against Takaya, the firm thighs, and to his further surprise, another conspicuous part of Naoe's anatomy was firm as well.

Takaya's face filled with uncertainty. Naoe, wanted him… It all made sense now. All the time that Naoe had spent with him in the past few months. The constant protection, the advice. The long car rides that were of no importance other than to drive around and talk. The nice dinners, the movies, and everything else. He remembered the question he had asked Naoe earlier that evening, when Naoe had told him how pleased he was that he had been able to be his, or Lord Kagetora's bodyguard. "Aren't those the kind of things you would want to do for a woman?"

It was because that was how Naoe felt about him. He desired him. The realization was strange for Takaya. It had been one thing to admire Naoe and have the cheap thrill fantasies. But this was a fantasy becoming a reality, something he had never expected. The real question was, did he want this as well? Did he want Naoe as a lover? And did Naoe want him or Lord Kagetora? "We're the same person…" The thought floated through his mind. Did he want his first time to be like this? With a half crazed immortal pressing him to a wall against his will? The myriad of questions, uncertainty's and answers he was too afraid to acknowledge even to himself, coupled with Naoe pressing harder against him, his passion thrusting lightly through the khakis he wore against Takaya's stomach, forced all the thoughts from the younger mans head except one. "Yes…"

The confused expression left his face and in its place was one of innocent surrender. Naoe pulled back and stared into Takaya's face. The boy had stopped fighting him, why? He loosened his grip on the younger mans wrists. Takaya lowered his arms and pressed them against the wall still staring into Naoe's eyes. For long moments they stood in guarded silence, each waiting for the other to make his move. It was Takaya who spoke first.

"Naoe… I…"

The older man raised his arms and placed his hands on either side of the boys face and leaned close. "Yes?"

Takaya shrank back as though trying to sink into the wall. "Naoe.. I don't know what I…"

A smirk touched Naoe's lips, "What? What don't you know?"

"I…" The boys voice quavered.

"You don't know what you want? Is that it, Takaya?"

"Yes!"

"Hmmm…." The smirk grew wider. "Then let me help you make up your mind." Naoe's face dipped low and he let his lips capture Takaya's.

The heat Takaya had felt earlier suddenly turned into a flame of intense need and he gasped against Naoe's mouth. Naoe's left hand left the wall and slid around to cup the back of Takaya's neck, feeling the shivers that rippled through the boy. He smiled against the youth's lips, "Have you decided yet Takaya?" He trailed his lips across the boys cheek as he tilted his head backwards and pressed his lips to the base of his throat where the pulse was throbbing wildly.

Takaya's next inhalation was drawn through his mouth in a low moan and he instinctively reached up and grabbed Naoe's shirt. Naoe chuckled, "Is that an answer? Or do you need a little more persuasion?"

Naoe touched his lips to Takaya's and let his right hand trail down the boys chest and stomach he let his hand hover for a brief moment before pressing it against the front of the younger mans jeans.

Takaya's eyes flew wide as the flame of desire exploded into a full blown inferno his mouth opened and Naoe's tongue slipped between his lips. He tasted of tobacco and the beer he'd had earlier that night and Takaya yearned to taste more.

Naoe groaned into Takaya's mouth and began stroking the growing bulge that was proof of the young mans desire. The desire he felt heightened to a near physical pain when the young man began touching him in return. Takaya's hands stroked up and down his arms and massaged his chest through his shirt with such innocent sweetness. He broke away and gazed at Takaya, growing harder as he took in the boy's tousled hair, dazed expression and kiss-swollen lips, his breath was coming in heavy gasps as though he had just run a long distance and he was clinging to Naoe the way a drowning man clung to a life preserver. He chuckled at that thought, as it was exactly what he had been to Takaya for the past few months. He caressed the side of his young lord's face, "You still haven't given me an answer." His eyebrows raised in expectation.

Takaya could barely catch his breath. The incredible things that Naoe had just made him feel, did he want more? He had to concentrate to form the words. "Naoe… God…"

"I'm waiting." The bodyguard squeezed his charge's erection lightly, causing the youth to gasp sharply and clamp his eyes shut in pleasure.

"Yes!" Takaya moaned his answer. "God, Naoe… Yes!"

Naoe grinned triumphantly, and captured the boy's lips again. He pulled away and wrapped his arms around his soon to be lover. And guided him to the bed. He eased Takaya back against the blankets and stretched out beside him, caressing his body in long strokes. He looked deeply into Takaya's eyes, "Have you ever done this before?" He asked.

"No." Takaya answered honestly.

"No girls either?"

"No." A blush rose in Takaya's cheeks.

Naoe suppressed the rising triumph and his fingers drifted to the hem of the t-shirt the younger man wore, tugging upwards and exposing Takaya's abdomen. His fingers drifted over the smooth flesh, lightly and Takaya gave a husky laugh, "That tickles."

"Hmmm…" Naoe moved his body downward and let his breath rasp over the toned muscles of Takaya's stomach before touching his lips to the flesh. The younger man's breathing quickened as Naoe's fingers ran over his belly, drawing imaginary sundials and curlicues and signing his handiwork with kisses. He eased the shirt up more until he was pulling it over Takaya's head and discarding it to the floor.

He paused to admire his student's lean torso, the healthy tan and lean muscles and sinews that worked together to create his exquisite form. He dipped his head to the base of Takaya's throat to capture his pulse as before and let his mouth roam downward. Naoe let his tongue trace the outline of the pectoral muscles, groaning as the boy shuddered against him and crying out when he swirled his tongue around Takaya's flat male nipples. It was when he suckled strongly and grazed them with his teeth that Takaya's whole body went ridged and his hands curled into fists through the flaxen strands of his bodyguard's hair. Naoe's strong arms went around him and held him close for the long moments it took for the intense pleasure to pass.

When it had Takaya began jerking at the fabric of Naoe's own clothing. His fingers fumbled with the tie that by now hung loosely around the older mans neck and they began shaking as he struggled to free the buttons from their holes. When he ripped one off in his urgency and it clattered to the floor, Naoe gently closed his hand's around Takaya's and said, "Let me help you."

He rolled off of Takaya and onto his back and removed his shirt with more success than Takaya had. Meanwhile the dark haired youth rained affectionate kisses on Naoe's face, lips, neck, shoulders, and any other place that became available as the dress shirt was peeled away leaving a body that Takaya had only seen the likes of in calendars that featured firefighters wearing only pants and suspenders. He inhaled sharply and reached out to touch him, wary at first then gaining confidence as Naoe indicated that he was enjoying Takaya's tender ministrations, through the low moans that emanated from his throat.

Takaya was unsure of what to do but decided that it was a safe bet to follow Naoe's lead in copy what the older man had done to him earlier. He was pleased to discover he was on the right track as he cupped Naoe's manhood through the khakis he wore and the blonde man clamped his eyes shut and inhaled sharply. Takaya stretched out alongside his teacher and kissed his lips as his hands fumbled lower, unfastening the belt buckle, and metal studs that topped the fly. Naoe's eyes opened in amusement at the boy's boldness and thought to himself, "It would appear that he is a fast learner in all subjects."

Naoe unfastened Takaya's jeans easily and let his fingers brush against the bottom of the youth's midsection, just inside the waistband of his boxer shorts; wondering, if the boy would follow his lead. To his pleasure Takaya did. The boy opened the khakis and discovered to his surprise that for all his conservative dress, Naoe had one liking for exotic apparel, or rather, lack of it. Takaya gasped when Naoe's burgeoning arousal, unrestrained from underwear sprang from his pants full and hard. The student reached out tentatively and touched his teacher with the tips of his fingers smiling slightly to hear the small gasp the elder possessor emitted, and then began returning the favor. They stayed like that a few moments learning each others bodies, touching, caressing, giving pleasure one to the other and then Naoe released his hold and gripped the waistband of Takaya's jeans.

Takaya arched his neck and sighed in surrender as Naoe eased the boxers and denim down the teen's thighs and tossed them to the floor and discarded the remainder of his own clothing and took the boy back into his arms kissing him hungrily as he ran his hands over the youth's body as they lay facing each other on their sides. Takaya moaned as his bodyguard's hand stroked up and down his back, over his buttocks, and sensuously brushed the backs of his thighs, sending shivers of delight down his spine. He moaned loudly as Naoe pulled him closer and their members brushed together causing the dark-haired youth to arch his back and involuntarily dig his fingers into his instructors back. Naoe chuckled at the slight pain the ridged crescents of Takaya's nails caused him and ran his tongue down the boys neck.

It was when Naoe rolled them both so that Takaya was lying on his back with Naoe above him that the boy began shaking. Naoe only smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," replied the younger man. "Just a little nervous."

"About?" The blonde asked as he continued stroking Takaya's firmness.

"Well, shouldn't we… um… before you…" He trailed off as his face flamed with color

Naoe frowned and then laughed heartily as understanding dawned on him. "So, my innocent lover is concerned about …" he left the question unfinished as he moved his hand beneath the dark haired teen's torso and let it rest again on his buttocks.

The older possessor could have sworn Takaya's face became redder as he nodded jerkily. Naoe laughed again and brought his hand up to stroke the side of the boy's face. "Ah, my little innocent." He smiled tenderly, "So you thought I was going to take you fully tonight…"

A confused expression crossed Takaya's face, "You weren't?"

Naoe chuckled again, "No Takaya."

"Why? Why not?" Takaya was confused.

"Because it's as you said, you've never done this before and the first time as well as all others requires certain things other than our bodies and intense desire to make it a more comfortable and pleasurable experience for the both of us. Certain things I didn't expect to need during this trip." Naoe grinned wickedly, "Unless you had more foresight than I?"

Takaya nearly choked, "I… No!"

"I didn't think so."

"But, how are we supposed to…" the student asked his brow furrowing.

"Oh there are plenty of things. Let's keep your first time as uncomplicated as possible shall we?"

With that Naoe shifted his weight and lowered himself downward until he was at the same level with Takaya's hips. He caressed the younger mans length before parting his lips and his tongue swirled around the tip. Takaya felt as if he had been struck by lightning as the ultra sensitive skin tingled from the warmth of Naoe's gentle act. He gasped loudly when the older man pulled the length fully into the honeyed cavern of his mouth and began stroking up and down with his lips. The younger mans hips began rocking back and forth as he clutched at the sheets, Naoe's shoulders, and the golden strands of his lover's hair, struggling to keep himself in check. He had never imagined that something so simple could feel so good. He felt that if he didn't hold on to something he would go flying off into another dimension from the immense pleasure that Naoe caused as he loved Takaya with his mouth. It felt that Naoe ministered to him like that for an eternity though it could have only been a few minutes when the pressure built up to an unbearable point and he was barely able to rasp out, "Naoe! I'm…"

Naoe moaned while still holding Takaya inside him and took the youth's arousal as far back into his mouth as he could. The vibrations from his mentors deep voice playing along his length sent Takaya spiraling over the edge. He dug his fingers into Naoe's shoulders and raised his hips off the bed until his climax had abated. Naoe grinned and reached for the glass of water on the bedside table, then took Takaya back into his arms as the boy lay in a boneless state while his breathing stopped and the stars faded from his eyes. When they opened at last it was to see Naoe gazing at him lovingly.

"Naoe, that was… Incredible…"

"I'm pleased that you feel that way," he responded.

"Did you decide you didn't want to…" Takaya asked unsure of how to politely ask the question.

"Only if that's what you want."

"No! No, I definitely want you to… Should I do the same thing you did for me? Is that how-" Takaya began to leverage himself up on his arms to move into position when Naoe stopped him.

"That won't be necessary, as I said. I wanted your first time to be uncomplicated, and that skill requires a little training."

"You've been training me to do things all summer." Takaya said and grinned.

It was Naoe's turned to be surprised, his young lover was teasing him! Naoe kissed him long and hard, leaving the boy breathless. "I wouldn't be very concerned. The art of exorcism is a difficult one to master and you've become quite proficient in just a few months, with something as easily learned as the art of lovemaking, I think Ill have you at an advanced level in a couple of weeks."

Takaya swallowed and said, "I guess that means I wont be going home for awhile."

"Let's not think too far ahead Takaya, right now let's concentrate on the here and now." He took the boy's hand and guided it down where he was still quite ridged.

The young man blushed as his fingers curled around Naoe's length. The older man let Takaya grip him loosely then whispered encouragement to help his student learn what he liked. Takaya felt an incredible rush of power as he watched his bodyguard's face lose its calm demeanor and took on one of a man barely restraining his passion. Naoe held his lover close as he thrust his hips against the tender grip. His breathing became shuddering, jerky, gasps and exhalations and he moaned as Takaya increased the tempo of his strokes. Takaya was elated when his teacher's body went suddenly ridged and he felt a hot wetness cover his hand and thigh where he had lain close to Naoe. The older man loosened his grip and rolled to his back, drawing in long deep breaths.

Takaya got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. He let the glow of the moon and streetlamps that shone through the window light his way to the series of metal racks that held the guest linens. Turned on the faucet and soaked a washcloth with warm water, after cleaning himself, wet the towel again, wrung out the excess and headed back to the main room. Naoe's breathing had returned to normal and he gazed lovingly as the youth wiped away the seed he had spilled on himself.

When Takaya finished he turned to return the cloth to the bathroom but Naoe's arm flashed out and caught his wrist. He pulled the younger man back onto the bed with him one hand cupping the back of his neck to kiss him and the other taking the cloth and flinging it into a dark corner of the room. When the kiss ended both men moved to settle under the blankets and in each others arms. Takaya snuggled against Naoe's chest and felt sleep about to overtake him when he decided to ask the question that had been plaguing him all night.

"Naoe?"

"Yes?"

"Who am I?"

Naoe frowned at that. "What do you mean?"

"Who was it you made love to tonight? Me or Lord Kagetora?"

Naoe almost groaned, it was a question he didn't know how to answer. After a long pause he finally said, "Lord Kagetora is inside you someplace. But for now you're Takaya. Someday, Kagetora's memories might return and if that happens then you'll merge with him but…. You'll still be you just… more… I don't know how to say it exactly but tonight I was with you. I'm still am, Takaya. Do you understand?" He prayed to whatever god might be listening that Takaya would make some sense out of what he said because he sure as hell didn't.

Takaya yawned, and mentally chewed on it for a moment. "Yeah, I guess so. It works for now."

Naoe smiled in sleepy relief as his lover snuggled even closer and sighed against his skin. The last though that went through his head was that one way or another, everything would work out in the end. The fates weren't cruel enough to have made him suffer four centuries of emotional torture only to at long last grant his deepest desire then tear it away. Everything would be fine, he and his lover would surely be content someday…

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The End!

Okay people, I really hate to be bitchy about this but can you please leave a review? This is the first yaoi I've ever written and I'm seeing lots of hits but no reviews. I would REALLY like to know what people think so I know what to correct or improve on. Thanks. *Alaskan Blue*