Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Italian Sushi ❯ That Good? ( Chapter 12 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A.N: Sorry for the late update but my brain has already started its 'a story is coming to an end' withdrawl. It happens everytime, I just can't seem to tear away from what I'm doing yet I can't wait to start something new. Weirdo. And if the sex scene is odd I'm sorry I wrote it three times never satisfied with how it turned out but I thought this one was the best. Enjoy the chapter. Fantasy.


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Toboe replied to the question by wrapping his arms around the male snuggling his face into the mans firm chest. He seemed to be taking in Tsume's scent of cologne mixing with the smell of his and the mans release.

"Toboe? Did you hear me?" Tsume had to ask.

"I don't wanna think about things like that right now.... I just wanna ignore it and hope that it goes away." His orange eyes close. "I hate all of this, why we came here- the real reason behind why we came here anyway; I know it was so that we could break up with each other but dammit Tsume, I can't bring myself to do it!" He looks up at the man, pain in his eyes and plead as if asking him to find a way to keep him from doing the inevitable.

But what was Tsume supposed to say. It wouldn't matter what he wanted because there would be no keeping them together; they're so far apart and Tsume has no intentions of moving back to Japan, though, he easily could. As far as he knew no one is living in his old penthouse next to Jet Black. It would be so simple... so right....

His groin twitched at a sudden touch of Toboe's hand; looking down between them he watched as the male rolls the messy condom from his member after which he let fall to the bed over Tsume's hip, the boy then lightly grabs onto the appendage stroking it faintly.

Drawing in a sharp breath from the actions, Tsume asks. "What are you doing?"

"I'm just wondering what the big deal is about sex. Its amazing, and yet, Kiba talks down on it when he's off doing it hisself- I've heard him and Hige dozens of times."

Swallowing hard to keep his penis from erecting, Tsume says in a soft voice. "He probably means for you to do as he says but not as he does."

"Tsume," The boy says, voice still steeped in thought. "do you think someday... I'll be able to..." He blushed lowering his gaze back to what he's doing. "maybe someday I could enter you."

Tightening his grip around the younger male, he rolls onto his back so Toboe is on top. "How 'bout now?"

Snickering, Toboe says in a sly voice. "What about your photo shoot?"

Hips already moving, he replies sharply. "Fuck a photo shoot."

"No really," Sitting up he snickers when the models hips press upward into his retreating body. "I was only asking." Slipping from the mans hips, he sits on the bed looking down at the mans naked body.

Its different than that night they had sex back in Japan and when they took a shower they moved around too much for him to really get a good look, but here in broad daylight the man is beautiful, even moreso in person than the pictures he was looking at a while ago.

Touching the mans chest gently with his finger tips, Toboe then touched his own wrinkled and burned chest.

Tsume frowns a bit reaching out a hand to touch the boys wrinkled chest as well. "Gives you character- flaws, its what makes you perfect in my book. It means you've taken it, you've handled it, so bring on the next because you're not afraid. ...I don't know if I could be that way. Hn. With the life I live, I'm not allowed." He sits up leaning forward then placing a kiss on the boys slightly burned shoulder. "They took skin from you for this?" He asks about the boys neck, once burned now looking normal as can be.

Toboe nods. "It hurt so much that... I don't know, I just couldn't do anymore, besides" He trailed off. "I'm used to it so leaving it was no big deal to me." A small smile appears after saying that. "Do you really think all that stuff, or are you just being nice?"

"Trust me, I'm never nice. I am who I am," He snickers. "I could be mean to you tomorrow, but don't take it personally."

Smiling, he lays himself over the man. "I won't."

The two lay in silence for a bit; Tsume's hand combing through the younger males burnt colored hair. It was such a nice feeling laying there like that, that Toboe didn't even realize that he had fallen asleep until a dream swept across his thoughts in a hurried frenzy.

Walking through an airport terminal, Toboe stands in the center of the room duffle bag over his shoulder as he looks about the area, orange gaze flicking from face to face, person to person; Toboe can't help but watch as moments flash through his thoughts like a photo gallery of the last time he was in Italy when they visited Tsume in Naples for spring break and his birthday party. It ended up being one of the best birthdays he's ever had because the man showered him with love and attention and Kiba surprisingly said nothing objective about it.

'That was five long years ago. I hope Tsume remembers me.' Thinks the male. 'I hope I don't do something stupid when I see him like... I don't know, forget how to talk or worse- cry.'

"Toboe." He hears a familiar voice call to him.

"Tsume?" His scruffy tone calls out as he looks in the direction the voice came from. Through the crowd he spots the mans albino hair and, quickly, he parts through the crowds of people until he's scooped into the mans arms.

All those years apart, all those years with no communication between the two of them seemed like only ten minutes now as he tightens his grip around Tsume's torso, face snuggling powerfully into the mans chest. He knew it must look so childish to hug someone this way especially being male and 21 years old at that, but ask the girls on campus he isn't exactly ignored by suiters female or otherwise and two years ago he did have a girlfriend but they broke up because she said his eyes never held much interest in her, they were always spacing off. Toboe could only guess it was because of Tsume that he would space off while wondering what the man is doing, why he hasn't called or written him. But a letter came for him one afternoon, he received it when eating out with Kiba and Hige who announced to him that the Moon male will be moving into their home with them. Toboe was beyond happy about that- maybe not accidently overhearing them on those nights when they decided to be intimate but for everything else such as lightening Kiba's mood, the younger male couldn't be more ready.

The letter was short and simple reading: I wanna see you again. A plane ticket to Rome was attached to it. Toboe held onto the ticket with a strong and painful throbbing in his heart. Kiba wished him well when he went and Hige laughed saying, 'so the two lovebirds finally reunite'. Toboe had to wait until summer vacations to actually go and the wait was hard enough with the pain his body was feeling over wanting to see the man and talk to him.

"Alright now." He holds Toboe away from him to look him over, but he doesn't let him go. "Hn." Reaching out a hand he pushes a thick lock of hair from between the boys eyes back behind his ear where Tsume assumes is where he'd wanted it. "Long hair?" He admires the ponytail while bouncing it in his palm. "You look like a starving poet, pup'." He comments using the boys nickname for being an over eager child in everything he did.

"Ahahaha. Do you like it? I didn't realize it was growing until Kiba asked me if I wanted him to cut it for me."

"Are you kidding, I love it." He plants a kiss on the younger males forehead.

"I see you cut yours off."

"Yeah," He runs a hand through his gelled back short style. "what do you think?"

"Its great! It suits you." Toboe runs his hand through the thick top admiring it.

Smiling down at the male a hint of love in his golden eyes, Tsume lowers his gaze to the boys side. "Come on, no sense in making a scene here." He grabs the bag walking to the exit.

Following beside him step for step, Toboe wonders if he'll ever be as tall as Tsume or Kiba, he and Hige are the same height now at 5'9" but he wants to be taller than that maybe 6'2" like Tsume or even 5'11" like Kiba would do.

"Do you still live in the penthouse you did before, Tsume?" Asks Toboe during the drive to the mans home. He didn't recognize any scenery from before when he came to Rome with the man.

"Nope. I had to buy bigger." Tsume says in a loaded way. "My wife is expecting again."

"Huh?" Surely he'd heard wrong.

"My wife, Annabelle Di'Puglia, the woman that starred in the movie with me. She called me up after you guys left and I don't know we went from there."

"You and.... Tsume you're lying and its not funny." Toboe insisted.

"No, I'm not. You'll like her, though, and our four year old Tomoe."

"Tomoe." The boy says in scoff.

"I'm sorry Toboe, but I'm not into males anymore." Tsume informs. "I'm not, into you anymore."

"You're... lying."

" 'fraid not." He throws his head back laughing.

"Stop it! Stop laughing at me!" He covers his ears but he can't block out the horrible sound. "Stop laughing!"

The car began to shake violently and Toboe's squeezed shut eyes snap open. Taking in a deep breath, letting it out he looks around him noticing the bedroom of the mans home in Naples.

"It was just a dream. A stupid, realistic, dream." Falling back into the pillow he sighs. 'Tsume. He wouldn't really do something like that, would he? I have to know what happened to get us there. Most dreams like that are just glimpses into the future and that's a future that I can't have happen.'

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"Happy birthday Toboe!" Cher and Cheza call over the phone to him.

Snickering, he removes the phone away from his ear. "No need to yell, that's what phones are for- to cover the distance."

Cheza's sweet laugh sounded before she took the phone from her mother's hand. "This one got you a theme alarm clock." As if hearing what she said, the girl shyly corrected herself. "I got you a theme alarm clock, its a wolf. It howls and everything."

"Really? That's so cool!" He wondered why he never saw anything like that when he goes shopping with his brother for supplies that have run out or things that have been broken and need replacing. "I can't wait to see you again, I've got so much I wanna tell you"

Listening to the conversation, beside his brother, Kiba wonders exactly what some of this news is that Toboe has to tell the girl.

"I got you something really pretty, I can tell you its a necklace but you'll never guess what it looks like." He smiles proudly as though having shocking gifts is what he does best. "I hope you like it."

"I will. I like anything you give me." Responds the girl. "Are you enjoying your trip, and visit with Tsume?"

Blushing, Toboe nods as if the girl could see that response. "We're having a great time, he got me a watch with real gold and a diamond in the center. I'm not sure I could wear it to school but when we have dinners over at your house or out I can."

"That sounds nice."

"The party is tonight, I can't save you any cake but Tsume said he'd have the exact one sent over when we get home. Isn't that awesome? Now all you guys can have some."

"It sounds great, Toboe. I can't wait to try it."

"Hmm? Kiba wants the phone, see you in three days Cheza." He hands the phone to his brother. "I'm gonna get my trunks on." He exits the living room.

"Cher?" Kiba asks.

"Its me. What's going on?"

The woman really does have a sixth sense when it comes to the two boys and by the way Kiba said hello she knew something must have happened. Cher, for the life of her, could not figure out why he wanted to go. It didn't make sense at the time and it makes even less sense today. She hoped whatever the reason was that it will all sort this whole 'in love with an older man' thing out and put an end to it. If it were Cheza the man would have been jailed by now, Kiba is far too lienient.

"Its... its complicated to talk about it because I know that I don't think that way, or feel that way and I never will." He explains quickly.

"Alright, I believe you against whatever it is you're rejecting, but you have to tell me what it is."

Looking about the room as if someone might be hiding from him, Kiba then gets up from the bed closing the door. Walking back over to the bed he lays down on his back as if he were shoved, one bare arm spread out across the bed the other bent while he holds the phone. Kiba already has his swim trunks on, and decided to call Cher before they all head outside for the pool party and barbecue. Its such a lovely day outside its even warm. Tsume said he'd ask a place to give them pizza dough so they can cook them on the grill and he went with Faye to pick out a large cake, the woman may have huffed about going to a childs party but she seemed into it when they started blowing up balloons and setting up while Tsume and Toboe went to breakfast. It was painful to watch his brother go off alone with the man but he had to let him, its Toboe's birthday after all.

"I already told Hige about it when it occured and he says that its my minds way of coping with Tsume and wanting to allow him in our lives but I don't know, I think I'm just getting sick or something."

"Sick? Coping? You've only been gone half a week and you need a translater so we can talk."

"Cher, I had a sex dream with me and Tsume."

The woman is quiet a moment, then softly she says. "I see. And Hige thinks that you're mind is trying to accept him being in your life? That sounds very likely. I used to have sex dreams about Hubb before he and I got together, he was such a pain in my ass at first that I completely hated him but after so long the dreams kept popping up and he kept coming around then before I knew it we were saying 'I do'."

"....That's not what I wanted to hear." Says Kiba.

"Well, what kind was it, I mean maybe its in a dream book. With me it was always white and kind of over romantic- it wasn't like that for you was it?"

'For me? No, it wasn't like that at all...' He thinks with a distant look coming over him as the dream crept into his brain. "It was..." He trails off as his mind drifts back to that night.

Tsume could barely keep back his own groans of pleasured sighs as he grinds into Kiba, slowly, up and down; his golden eyes locked curiously with Kiba's defiant liquid blue. "Hn. Tell you what, doggie," He let the insult linger before going on. "if you come before me, I get to fuck you."

"Like that would ha- aaa." His words shudder out as the model picks up speed.

Again Kiba's body betrays him by grinding back; his head tilts to the side to keep the models glowing gaze from watching his enjoyment. 'I've gotta get to something...' He moans through his thoughts. 'Think of something' He corrected himself. 'to get this creep to stop.'

Grabbing Kiba's jaw Tsume turns the males head. "Mm-mm, eyes on me." He leans down kissing on his cheeks, chin, lips, forehead- everywhere, the mans kiss is slow and pampering compared to the frantic humping he's giving Kiba's genitals.

Both men groan and arch; the temperature picks up in their bodies but there could only be one winner and Kiba doesn't see it being him.

'Think Wolf, think...' Then it hit him. "What if Toboe wakes up from hearing us? What if he walks in here?"

"You would think that would work but in the end it'd be a favor to you that he catch this," Instead of rocking his hips the man bounces up and down. "He'll break up with me and you can go home with a clear and happy conscious."

"Please stop." The teen barely made it audible past his moan and pants of broken breaths.

Acting as though he hadn't heard him, Tsume says directly into Kiba's ear. "But this- I will haunt you, mind and body."

"Aaa! Dammit!" Kiba managed to pull his leg between them when the models hips rose and before he could bring himself back down Kiba kicked him square in the stomach kocking him off of his body and into the door frame of the kitchen.

But to the recovering Tsume it looked as though Kiba had been the one getting the wind kicked out of him as his body writhed and spasmed on the floor until he stilled.

Panting hard, he sits up. "Damn it." He growled dangerously with a look that showed pissed beyond recognition.

Even in the dark Tsume can see the dampness through the males light blue pajamas has turned it dark. Snickering he says in triumphant lust. "Unless you'd like to shamefully admit to peeing yourself, I think I just won."

On hands and knees Kiba growls feral while glaring at the model. "Like hell I'll let you take your prize." Rushing at the man, straightening to his feet, Kiba's knee jets out aiming for the mans invasive mouth but he falls heavily to the floor having the older man grab his thigh tossing him down.

Tsume attempts to stand but his lower back is in a bit of pain after smashing into the doorway so he crawls a distance away. Kiba draped himself over the man one arms hooked around his neck strangling him within his grip while also pulling his hair. Tsume cried out and tried like a bull to shake the younger male off.

Laughing, Kiba whispers into Tsume's ear. "Not so fun is it." Hand down the mans torso Kiba unfastens the tight pants in order to slip his hand in wrapping it firmly around the model's cock giving it hard strokes. "Good isn't it?" Kiba responds to the mans moan and thrust of his hips towards him. "Oh God Tsume, I could make you blue in the face from trying to catch your breath from what I can do to you." His hand tightens turning the long stroke into quick jerks. "But I hate you, enough to kill you, so I'm not gonna touch you at all." Removing his hand he shoves Tsume promptly to the floor then starts leaving for his bedroom.

Laughing through his blantant lust and aggitation the model chides. "What's wrong? Afraid you'll like it too much."

Turning around, Kiba scoffs dropping his pants kicking them aside. "I doubt it."

Catching his breath, Keina grabs a chair from the table sitting it against the wall back out. Removing his clothes Tsume straddles the chair shamelessly. Kiba's sex twitched hard enough to alarm him into brushing a hand past his returning erection as though it were nothing but a simple itch or a tickle from the fabric of his shirt touching him rather than his need screaming 'Go get it!'. Unbuttoning the last one on the shirt, Kiba walks over to the chair knowing that the only available space on it for him is the model's lap- and he'd of easily sat down if only the seat offered wasn't a prick.

Hoisting a leg over the seat and lap Kiba remains standing. Tsume smirks cockily causing Kiba to hum his pleasure out due to his licking the teens cock from the base all the way to the leaking tip. Kiba sighed when the model's teeth tugs the ring around his navel none to lightly.

'How can I do this?' Wonders the Wolf male hands coming out to the wall before him. Sharp pants escape his mouth feeling the moist tongue caressing his chest but the thing that had him the most worked up is watching the model's hand sliding up and down his own erection while he lubes himself with his own semen.

"That's enough." He utters, though, enough of what he's not sure.

Tsume makes a snide sound from his throat before ceasing his ministrations then cupping Kiba's cheeks in his hands he parts the male lowering him down over his member all the way to the hilt. Hands rounding under Kiba's thighs he lifts the males legs up around his neck so that they hook at the ankle; the position is awkward for Kiba but he can't deny the feeling swimming around his groin as his weight sinks Tsume in deeper. But weighing the situation, the position, and the person he didn't like it and yet he wasn't dreaming of pulling away. Grabbing the underside of the chair, back as straight as his rod between them Kiba closes his eyes, shuddering as he can feel the muscles in the models arms come in close at his sides further pining him within this heated world. So close he can't move, so close that he can't think, so close that when they're done he'll be wearing nothing but the scent of the man.

Tsume moved bouncing Kiba up and down with thick hard movement; the chair creaked from the weight of the two and what they're doing on it making them heavier. The two men seem to be in a groaning contest from this excruciatingly close joining; Kiba can relate the heat in his body to the pain he felt when getting burned all he wanted to do is scream but he held back, his body tightens and clenches and he's glad he at least has Tsume sweating and swearing, he often has Hige in the same state because even as a bottom Kiba Wolf is always on top.

"Aaah!" Surprised when the mans hand clamps down around his member Kiba slams his hips harder down once being shoved up, his head goes back against the seat. Tsume is handling him as though he's a bottle of champainge on New Years Eve that he's shaking up intent on spraying someone who in this position could only be the two of them. Body trembling, his hole ends the game and Tsume cries out releasing into him the heat causing him to do the same.

"Kiba? Was it really that good, you kind of spaced out for a while." Cher says over the phone.

"Huh? No. It was horrible. The problem now though is that everytime the creep gets too close I freak out. I don't want him catching on."

"He won't, just relax. Last thing you need is for that bastard to think he's got both you and Toboe under his spell."

"You're right."

From the hall his brother shouts. "Come on, Kiba, we're going outside."

"That's Toboe, I'll call you later."

"Alright. And hey, forget about that dream you're gonna make yourself crazy."

"Right." He bids her another goodbye hanging up just as the door to the bedroom opens. Expecting Toboe, he smiles seeing Hige standing there floatation device under his arm.

"You coming?"

Kiba can't help but smile from that loaded comment as he did feel a sudden heat rising in his swim trunks. "In a minute." Cocking his head he tells the male to come into the room. "Lock the door."

"Yes sir!" He laughs letchurously doing as he's told.