Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 31 ( Chapter 31 )

Chapter Thirty One

Blushing, the young boy downcasts his eyes to his lap. Tsume smiled to himself, glad to see that he had that sort of effect on the boy. Walking over to the couch he took a seat beside him, crossing his arms. "Who let you in?" Asked the model as though he really cared.

"Uhh, the door was unlocked." Toboe explained, never letting his eyes leave his lap. "I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, you can come by anytime you want. I wish I'd of known though," Tsume was saying rather blandly. "I would have gotten dressed."

"No, you look-" He swallowed hard, then brought his eyes up looking at the man. "fine."

Tsume had his fun- Toboe had looked, he'd better get dressed now, he didn't want to make the boy uncomfortable. "I'm gonna go put something on. Please, make yourself comfortable." Getting up from the chair, the model heads across the room to his bedroom. "So, what are you doing here by the way? You just wanted to visit?" He asked when he was gone from eye shot.

Toboe stood up and tried to relax his self by shaking out his muscles. He then removed his outer wear, the coat and scarf his shoes he'd already left at the door. Walking over to one of the large windows inside the living room, he looked down onto the busy streets of Freeze City, Tokyo.

Cars hurried by, horns honking when someone thought they had been cut off- or flipped off. People crossed the streets, mothers pulling children closely to their sides as they did so. Men and women eating road side snacks and things, business people coming off the subways; it was nice being in the city area.

"I didn't see you at school," Toboe began to explain, talking loud enough for the man to hear him from the distance. "I thought that... I don't know. I just really wanted to see you, so I could ask you something."

Low foot steps were heading his way, as Tsume emerged from his bedroom. "Ask me what?"

"Ohhh, it was nothing." The young boy shook his head. Looking at Tsume now with his complete gaze he frowned slightly. The model wasn't wearing anything too extravagant, just a gray turtle neck sweater that had little fluffs of material coming from all over it and a pair of black jeans. "You're... wearing jeans again?"

Tsume laughed lightly, coming into the living room to take a seat. "What else would I be wearing?" Patting the seat beside him, Toboe took the invitation and sat down.

"I don't know... it's just that- I saw those fashion shows you did and..." He shrugged. "every time I saw you you were always wearing jeans."

"Haha, you watched that garbage?" He teased.

"Yeah, they were really good, you seemed so happy."

Tsume shrugged. "I was happy, I still am... But modeling isn't for me anymore."

They were silent a moment, both wondering what to say. Toboe broke the ice deciding that 'blunt' was the only way to do it. "Tsume, do you still have those clothes from the fashion shows?"

"Yeah, they're in my closet... I don't wear them anymore because it's winter and leather in winter isn't the best choice of clothing." He crossed his legs looking into the boys eyes.

"Oh..." Toboe dropped his posture. "...It's just that, I was hoping to see some of them, maybe up close. Tv makes everything look nice so it's really hard to tell."

Tsume smiled, standing. "Alright then, I'll model them for you."

"You will?" He looked up at the older man.

"I don't see why not? I'm supposed to wear them to show the people to be brave about their fashion," Tsume gestured with his hand. "You're people," he teased. "so let's see what you think."

"Hahaha, cool!" The young boy cheered, bouncing on his seat once than twice. "I'll turn on some music, okay?" He eyed the stereo in the corner of the room.

"Okay." He dashed into his bedroom. Wishing partly that he could just bring the clothes out of the room and change right before the kid like he did with all the other models. It was certainly a lot faster.

Toboe picked up a few cd's looking them over. He hadn't heard of most of the artist so deciding what songs to use was gonna be a project. Turning on the CD part of the stereo he dropped the five disks in, starting the first song of the first disk inside. It was a nice song a little fast, maybe too fast for a fashion show.

Skipping to the next song, he smiles. It was pretty, very slow and dramatic. I wonder what Tsume is gonna wear, I should be matching the music with the clothes. Skipping around the cd he found three songs that he liked and pressed the shuffle button so that the stereo would only pick them. "Are you ready?!" He called to Tsume.

"Whenever you are." The man replied from somewhere in the hall.

Pressing 'play' with the remote. He turned his head to where the model would appear. "Ready!"

Tsume walked into the living room. The young boys eyes beamed when he saw the outfit Tsume was wearing. It was totally cool! Hot red, leather pants that looked kind of like they were plastic- or stretchable material. The shirt was white, cotton-ish material without sleeves. The accessories included a black leather belt choke with a chain dangling along Tsume's stomach. His arms each have a spiked wrist bracelet, also black leather and the models feet were bare but he had two or three toe rings on.

The gentle rattle of the chain made Toboe's heart skip beats, but the area it was dangling against made him wish he had a monitor so he could make sure he was still with the living. Tsume laughed quietly as he headed across the room intending to round the coffee table. "Model my clothes." He laughed out.

"Huh? Oh!" The young boy chuckled clapping his hands. "Tsume Keina is wearing what we call... uuh fire starter. His classic hot red pants give off the illusion of stretching when pulled."

Tsume ran his hand along his thigh, then pulled at the pants to show the imaginary audience what Toboe was talking about. "Haha, the shirt was made by Gio-Giovanancy?" He couldn't pronounce the name but he had seen it a number of time.

"Giovanni." Tsume offered.

"Right. Giovanni from a city in Italy maybe France." He added for good measure. A grin lit his face hearing Tsume's laughter, he loved the sound of it more than anything. "The stitching is hidden thread and the... cut is for summer," When Tsume rounded the table Toboe took notice to the back of the pants. "Lack of pockets make it hard for pick-pockets to rob you... though they might touch you for other reasons."

When Tsume disappeared to change Toboe curled his legs in under him on the couch. He was gonna be alert and ready to explain, this was really fun. He could never play games like this with Kiba or Hige, they'd think he was nuts! Tsume appeared almost as fast as he'd left- models were good at that sort of thing. "Oohh, this next one is nice."

"It's Russian." Tsume commented to start the boy off.

"This is a Russian design, I can tell cause I've never seen clothes like this before." He took in the outfit for a moment then began to describe it the best he knew how. "The black leather pants are... hmm? I'd say more expandable material," He blushed when Tsume crouched to show the support the pants gave. "And the gray sweater has a nice fade of black to gray to white up to the turtle neck of the sweater."

Tsume stood in front of the couch, hands on his hips giving them a slight rock as he swayed from one foot to the other in an enticing manner. Toboe grinned, clapping his hands together. "Wonderful, let's bring out the next outfit."

When Tsume disappeared again, he came out in an outfit from Spain. The next one was from Germany then France. All the clothes were completely attractive, he especially liked the shirt with the missing nipples that were cut out in the shape of a star, with a clear plastic cover over them. And the one with the cowboy hat from America.

Even though Toboe was enjoying himself completely, he kept a sharp eye on the clock beside him so that he would remember to be back home before Mrs. Cher started to wonder what he was really up to- bad enough he was grounded, being tattled on was the last thing he needed, but hey- he was new to this whole grounded thing anyway.

The next outfit was the one Toboe had really been anticipating; the sheer hip and groan with the solid legs. He could already feel his mouth watering, so much so that he had to swallow it all back. The shirt was some gray thing... he didn't really notice it too much, all he could see were those pants.

"Tsume is wearing something for every affair," The older man started. "sporty, casual... sexual," He emphasized.

Toboe coughed into his hand for an excuse to look down from his blush. Tsume walked to the corner of the coffee table giving the boy a better look. When Toboe managed to look up much to his surprise Tsume was wearing a thong underneath it. This made him pout a bit. What am I thinking? I don't wanna see that. He argued with his suddenly fresh brain. I-.. I'm glad he wore underwear. But part of him knew underneath that it was a lie.

"These particular pants can also be worn without undergarments- if you're brave enough." He challenged the man. Tsume merely laughed at that, knowing the kid has seen him without undergarments during his fashion show. Continuing his walk around the table, once he was far enough away, he paused his steps placing his hands at the corners of the pants. Turning the rim downward so that the strings of the thong shown a little better he then turned around taking a bow to the crowd.

Toboe clapped cheerfully, hopping up from the chair. "Good show Tsume." He beamed.

"Now the designer has to take a bow." He said to the young boy.

"Okay." Turning to the couch he bowed before the crowd, when he straightened up he made a little yelp as he felt his self being hoisted into the air. "Aah." His butt came to rest on the models shoulder, and he relaxed. He didn't know why he had gotten so worked up, but something inside of him jumped at Tsume's sudden touch- well, it was actually the being picked up, he didn't really have a problem with Tsume touching him- especially after they had kissed.

Once the song had stopped, Tsume let him down patting him on the shoulders before vanishing again. Toboe walked over to the mans stereo, turning it off so that it wouldn't be sitting on without anyone remembering it. Looking back at the clock, he noted that he only had fifteen minutes left before he had to head back home. "Hey Tsume?"

The model appeared again in a new outfit that he had never seen before. It was- it was... Amazing! "Tsume, where'd you get this one from... I didn't see it in any of the fashion shows?" He walked over to the man in awe.

"This is from a shoot I just recently did, that's where I was all morning." He answered, pleased to see that Toboe liked it so much. "I was just washing off the stench of that tiger they had laying on me when you came in."

"...You had a tiger on you?" He asked, though his mind didn't seem as though it'd take in the answer. His hands reached out to touch this new attire his secret crush was wearing. The material of the pants, a skin fitting leather, hugging the man snuggly in all the right places. The color was a cool orange but the real distraction was the top of the pants.

They relied solely on a piece of black string to keep them closed and Tsume had tied them in such a way that you could see peaks of his now thong-less skin showing in between the openings. Toboe's fingers brushed along the string, a faint blush hitting his cheeks seeing pieces of white showing above the models groin.

Tsume watched the boy as his hands explored the clothing he was wearing. It amazed him how entranced he was, it really did. Without his knowing it, his own hand began to trace everywhere the boys was as though it were mimicking him.

Toboe's hands felt along the soft fur rim, designed like tigers fur- it even felt real! A smile graced his lips then, touching the material fondly but with some caution as though the tiger that it was made from would suddenly attack him if he moved wrong. "Tsume..." He muttered, not even sure if he had said it out loud or not.

"Yes...?" The models gaze remained where the boys hand traced. It was now at the shirt which was like the other shirts Tsume had worn, sleeveless and cotton-ish material, only it had a slash across it as though the wearer had been attacked by an animal. The gashes though, were covered over with clear plastic like the nipple less he had seen a bit earlier.

"Remember when you kissed me in the car?" He asked, his voice still laced with a dreamy tone. Tsume made a sound in his throat as a, 'yes'. "Could we... maybe do it again?" This time he looked up into Tsume's eyes, the burnt brown meeting the solid gold.

Tsume knelt down, placing the boys hands around his shoulders before grabbing him by his waist and carrying him over to the couch. Once the two were seated their mouths joined in a tango that was to die for.

Tsume parted the inexperienced boys lips with his before devouring the bottom lip in his mouth. "Mmm." He moaned tasting the boys breath, it was faintly salty from the chips he'd had at home. He wanted more. Tsume's tongue traced around Toboe's mouth before exploring inside.

This new venture startled the young boy and he pulled away. Tsume was a little surprised himself, until he remembered how old the boy was and that kissing this way was his first time. Caressing the boys cheek with his hand, the model pressed his forehead to the kids saying in a soothing manner. "Don't be afraid, this is called, 'French kissing' it's fun."

"It felt kind of funny though." Toboe confessed, wiping a hand across his mouth.

Tsume smiled to himself. He thought that same thing when his first kiss had done it with him. Shaking away the memory, he placed his hands in Toboe's taking them up into a quaint little hold. "Toboe, you're my boyfriend now, and boyfriends always kiss this way. Let me show you how."

Boyfriends? He couldn't help but smile to that. He had hoped Tsume felt the same way as he did about their 'friendship'. "....Okay."

Tsume pressed his hand to the boys chest, laying him down flat on the couch. "You wanna part your legs slightly, letting your boyfriend in."

"In where?" He asked.

"Hahaha, you'll find out about that some day, for now we'll just lie here. Okay?" Toboe nodded. The young boys heart skipped a thousand times seeing that Tsume was hovering over him and laying down. When he was rested on top of him, He adjusted his hips so that they were lined with Toboe's. "Then, you just let the person on top take you to paradise." Tsume finished his lesson.

He pressed his lips slowly, playfully to Toboe's giving him a quick soft kiss before backing away to make sure that the young boy was comfortable with it. Toboe opened his eyes with curiosity and asked. "Why'd you stop?"

"I just need your permission." The man explained.

"You're my boyfriend, you can kiss me all you like." He replied, hoping that's what Tsume wanted to hear, because that's what he wanted to say. He meant every word.

A smile was his 'thank you' before the man resumed in kissing him. Toboe's hands rested around Tsume's shoulders, while the model was holding dearly onto the boys hips. Their kiss was deep and open mouthed, he didn't want to scare Toboe by frenching him again so he kept it simple.

To Tsume's surprise it was Toboe who decided to give the first initial lick. He's bolder than I thought. The model praised the boys bravery and joined in the kiss. The both of them giving little moans, when tasting each others mouths.

The whole sensation was new to Toboe, but it all felt so familiar, just like his dream- they were in the same position too! This must have been what they were doing- we're having sex! He thought.

Toboe squirmed underneath the man, causing Tsume to keep the boys hips still by strengthening his grip on him. He moved his hips at an even pace instead of the irratic one the boy had been going for.

"Mmm...aah." The boy moaned out loud when the models mouth parted from his. His pants were quick and frantic, he pressed his hips upward liking the new feeling that was coming from there and Tsume replied by pressing more weight down. Their grind was slow and rhythmic. Tsume wanted Toboe to enjoy and feel every aspect of this game without feeling as though he had been violated, and from the sound of those cute little moans the boy was making, he was.

Hige and Kiba probably don't have this much fun... I'll bet- Shoot! I forgot about Hige! Panicking, he remembering that Hige had gone to the store to shop for them and he could be back at any minute! How would Cher explain the boys where about?!

Giving the man a shove, Tsume backed up a moment before pressing himself down harder, his body appreciated the game more than Toboe and he was getting a little excited considering the only thing separating his skin from anything was a piece of string. "No Tsume, I have to go now." Toboe explained, sitting up.

Tsume backed off, panting. He had forgotten about that. "When do you have to be back?" He asked.

Toboe caught his breath as well, saying, "About five or ten minutes... I'll never make it in time."

"Sure you will, I'll tell my driver to take you half way with the time difference you should make it back without being missed."

Toboe was happy to hear that Tsume would help him. He really is his boyfriend. "That could help me a lot, thank you." He slid off the couch, gathering his things which he just now noticed he had been laying on. "Thank you Tsume, we can do this again sometime okay?"

"Haha, okay."

Hurrying his clothes on, Toboe walked to the door and turned back. "Will you walk me out?" He asked.

"Of course." Standing, he joined the boy at the door then they headed out.