X/1999 Fan Fiction ❯ Common Ground ❯ Sowing Seeds ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Common Ground

Author: JadeHeart

Archived: Found on CLAMPesque Board & AdultFanfiction. If anyone else would like it, please ask me first!

Fandom: X/1999

Rating: X

Warnings: lemon, graphic sex, mild bondage

Timeline: Before the battle at Rainbow Bridge.

Pairing: Subaru/Seishirou

Summary: Subaru and Seishirou meet again, and find that the rules have changed…...

Author's Notes: This just came to me quite suddenly as it seemed that many people seem to see that if these two characters finally got together that Subaru would still be quite submissive and controlled by Seishirou. However, I believe that Subaru had well and truly `grown up', and was a much stronger individual by the time he and Seishirou meet in X/1999, and the dynamics would definitely have altered.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this, they are all CLAMP's, nor am I making any profits from this.

 

 

Chapter 2: Sowing Seeds

 

The lips under his were soft and giving. Subaru let himself fall into the sensation, his own lips moulding themselves to the other's. He could feel the chest below him rise and fall in a steady rhythm, the skin sliding against his own. Both their bodies were slightly sheened in sweat. It was a warm humid night, the open window causing the light curtain to flutter inwards and the welcoming touches of the cooling breeze caressed them.

 

Subaru supported his weight on his right forearm, open hand resting on the under side of the other's arm. His left hand skimmed upwards, running lightly from the waist, across ribs, to the underneath of the other arm. He pressed down more firmly with his mouth, his lips parting, darting his tongue forward to pierce between the other's, flicking inwards to entwine with the other's tongue. There was a brief pause from Seishirou, no more than a heart beat, before his tongue met Subaru's.

 

Whilst Subaru focused all the passion he could in this kiss, he shifted his weight to his knees, resting on either side of Seishirou, and ran both hands quickly up the undersides of the man's arms, pushing them upwards, above his head. He lightly rested his hands around Seishirou's wrists, keeping them in this outstretched position; he could feel the arm muscles taut, not tight enough to cause discomfort or pain, merely lengthened out.

 

Now, he thought, and as he continued to flick his tongue in the depths of Seishirou's warm and welcoming mouth, he carefully and slowly gathered his power. It was a gentle gathering, a tendril at a time, calling on neither offensive nor defensive power, nothing to alert or alarm the Sakurazukamori lying beneath him. Slowly he continued to gather his spell. Gathered, contained, held and then released - like a trickle of water running away innocuously. At the release, Subaru felt the threads of power form into silken ribbons, soft to the touch, warm, and tied with knots of power that not even the Sakurazukamori could simply break.

 

Continuing to kiss Seishirou deeply, Subaru released the wrists and sensuously trailed his hands back down the arms to the shoulders, the right one continuing further to rest against the ribs. He broke the kiss and moved to place another on the cheek, trailing out to the ear. He felt Seishirou try to move his arms, to bring them down by his side and felt the tension build in the body beneath him as the Sakurazukamori realised that he couldn't - that he was bound.

 

He continued to rain soft kisses over Seishirou's neck, across the collar bone and the hollow of the neck as he gathered his own energies internally, being aware to do so in a way that Seishirou would not be aware of. This energy he held in readiness so if he needed to do so he could throw a barrier shield around himself for protection. The Sakurazukamori may have been bound but he was far from helpless, and Subaru recognised that only too well. He sensed no reaction from Seishirou at his subtle power gathering, the man beneath him did not appear to realise that he was more than ready to fight or defend himself, so intent was he on his own predicament. All the better.

 

As he sensed Seishirou gathering his strength to try and break the bonds in a violent out pouring of power, Subaru had only one thought, Distract him. In a heartbeat, Subaru dipped his head lower and fastened his lips around the left nipple…and bit.

 

It wasn't a hard bite, not aimed to cause pain, but hard enough to create a burst of sensations along the nerve endings in that sensitive area. Seishirou's body stiffened under the unexpected onslaught, and Subaru heard the soft gasp that the other could not silence quickly enough.

 

He continued to suckle on the hard nub under his tongue, swirling around it, lightly nibbling, all the time feeling it hardening further. Not to leave the other unattended, he moved his mouth from that nipple to trail his tongue lightly over the skin as he headed for the other, fastening his mouth upon that one to attend to it in the same way. As he did so, his hand came up to caress the already sensitised nipple, thumb gently brushing over it, thumb and forefinger clasping it and gently rolling and tweaking. He could feel Seishirou's breathing coming quicker, heavier, the skin under his hands and lips begin to ripple in reaction when an especially pleasurable sensation was created.

 

Good, he thought but not getting too carried away, and remaining fully aware of just how dangerous Seishirou could be. Especially when he felt that he was no longer in control of the situation. This was far from over, but Subaru would have to continue playing the game, whilst taking the cues from Seishirou.

 

He released the other nipple and slithered upwards gently, again running the tip of his tongue up the sternum to the hollow of the neck. He began to place soft kisses and licks along the throat, pleased when Seishirou finally lifted his chin and stretched that long white column bare to Subaru's ministrations. He tongued over the pulse point, feeling it beat against his tongue. His hands were no less busy, continuing to touch Seishirou's body, running over the ribs, down to the waist, up to the nipples to brush them lightly, moving further up to gently trail fingertips and nails lightly over the sensitive underside of the arms, before beginning the motion again.

 

He moved his kisses across to Seishirou's ear, nibbling on the lobe, flicking his tongue gently inside and around the outer rim, before returning to the neck. This time, when he reached the point of the chin he continued on, raising himself up to crush his mouth back onto Seishirou's, a hand snaking up to slide along the side of the face and to tangle tightly in the silken black hair, tugging the face forward to probe deeper into the mouth.

 

He could feel Seishirou tug slightly at his bonds again, though it was not so much to break them, but more like someone wanting instinctively to use their arms and finding themselves unable to. Despite this, Seishirou responded to his ardent kiss just as fervently.

 

Subaru could feel his own breathing speeding up, a warmth beginning to permeate his body, warming his skin. He released Seishirou's lips with a small gasp and hungrily planted tiny kisses back down his neck, over his chest, down to the dip of the stomach, and slipped his tongue into the navel. Seishirou's hips bucked slightly, and Subaru could not prevent the soft chuckle that escaped him at this unconscious movement.

 

With a smile on his lips, he raised his head to look along the length of the body to Seishirou's face. His hands rested lightly at the junction of skin and pants, waist and hips, his chin nestled on the stomach.

 

Seishirou looked at him with half closed eyes, an inflection that did not fool Subaru for a moment. He was sure that Seishirou was not that taken up in all this - at least not yet, but he would be if Subaru had his way. A half smile touched Seishirou's mobile lips.

 

“You have been busy, haven't you?” he said softly, a flicker of his eyes upwards indicating the bonds around his hands. “So, what are you going to do now?”

 

There was a dangerous undertone to that question, a subtle warning that Seishirou would not forget this imposition. Subaru was not fazed by this. He knew the Sakurazukamori - knew him in a way that no-one else could possibly know him, because no-one else had had their lives so ruled and moulded by this man.

 

But Subaru also had faith in his own abilities. It was strange in a way, he half thought as his smile deepened, that he hadn't found this faith until meeting Kamui. After meeting that boy, and the other Dragons of Heaven, Subaru has realised something startling about himself. He was strong - very strong; strong, very powerful, and very controlled. He was the strongest amongst the Dragons of Heaven, apart from Kamui; and even against the Dragons of Earth, he had more power than most of them, the exceptions being their `Kamui', and possibly the man here with him now. That realisation of his own abilities and capabilities had come as a complete surprise and taken some time to truly come to terms with, but then Subaru accepted this knowledge, and since then had found a sense of calm within his soul.

 

So the warning signals the Sakurazukamori was giving off, the subtle threats of retribution, Subaru let slip away. Because the most ironic aspect about his new-found knowledge was that in many ways he did have Seishirou to thank for it. This knowledge did not make him arrogant or over confident. Nor did he under-estimate his opponent, especially this one man who had far too many advantages over Subaru already. No, this new knowing was simply a fact, and a part of himself that he now understood so much better.

 

So he did take note of the hint of the threat from the Sakurazukamori. He was sure there would be retribution in some manner, there always was with Seishirou. But at this point in time, the threats were meaningless and he knew that Seishirou knew that also. Though he would never admit it.

 

A ripple of the stomach muscles under his chin brought him quickly back to the present. He saw Seishirou looking down at him with his mismatched eyes, the amber one appearing to glow in the darkness. He cocked an eyebrow at Subaru, waiting for an answer.

 

Subaru let a smile slowly stretch across his lips as he stared back, and shrugged. “Whatever I decide to do,” he answered, and was rewarded with seeing a flicker of surprise in the eyes before him, which was quickly hidden.

 

Keeping his smile on and never taking his eyes from the other's, he slightly dipped his head and flicked his tongue back in the navel. Again a flicker in the eyes and a ripple of muscles under his hands was his answer, then Seishirou also let a smile creep over his face. Not a smile of warmth or tenderness - that is something Subaru would not expect to see, but the smile did speak of anticipation. And where the Sakurazukamori was concerned that was always a good thing.

 

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Seishirou almost laughed out loud when Subaru had taken the initiative and rolled them over so he lay on top. Who would have thought Subaru would have done so? He suspected that the younger man had never been in this type of situation before, never been with a lover. That pleased Seishirou. Subaru was still his, and his alone.

 

So he lay back and let himself enjoy the sensation of the younger man's lips pressed fully on his, their bodies pressed together. He would let Subaru have his little moment of dominance, and then he would turn the tables and remind Subaru of just where his place was to be.

 

He continued to be amused when Subaru pushed his arms upwards, gripping his wrists lightly. He quelled the feeling of threat at this position and concentrated on enjoying the touch of the hands caressing his skin. The hands at his wrists were warm and soft, matching the lips pressed against his, the tongue darting into his mouth to duel with his. Subaru definitely was taking the initiative here - Seishirou liked that. He enjoyed the trailing of the fingers down his arms, forcefully clamping down on the desire to almost squirm as the tips traced patterns across the sensitive underside of the arms.

 

Enough, he thought, and made to bring his arms down, and was stopped. He paused and concentrated. Subaru's hands were on his chest, he could feel them both there so nothing should be holding his own hands in the position they were. But his hands were bound above his head, and now he could feel the power in those bonds.

 

Foolish, he thought. Not at himself for allowing this to happen but at Subaru for having the audacity to try and bind him, annoyed at the inconvenience. He sent a tendril of power out to slash the bonds and get on with things - and found he couldn't.

 

He stretched his senses out to examine the bonds and paused. He could not simply destroy these as any other bond he could have. Subaru had cast these bonds linked to his own spirit. The only way these could be broken was for Subaru to die, or he released them himself. Even if Subaru was in pain or unconscious, these bonds would not break. The arrogance of the boy! Seishirou's body tightened as fury began to build.

 

Suddenly lips and teeth clamped around one of his nipples, sending flashes of fire through his body, right down into his groin. It was so unexpected that he couldn't control the soft gasp that left his lips. Gods, but how did the boy know about that?!

 

He quickly lost himself in the sensations firing through his body as Subaru continued to pleasure his nipples, the touches over the rest of his body, moving back to his lips, drawing Seishirou's tongue into his mouth to suck on it, creating further interesting sensations. Seishirou was beginning to wonder if he hadn't been mistaken in thinking that this was Subaru's first time in this situation. The boy was showing far too much ability and know-how of the circumstances.

 

He felt the soft kisses on his neck, and with an unvoiced sigh, he decided to go along with the play at the moment and just enjoy. He forced himself to relax a little further and stretch his head back, allowing Subaru better access to his throat. He thrust the feelings of danger down. It was hard for the predator to bare his throat to the prey. But then, he half thought through the haze of pleasure, surely a predator would only be wary of doing so to another predator because the prey can do no harm. That is, by nature, what prey was.

 

Seishirou blanked that thought away as it developed an uneasy feeling in his stomach. He felt Subaru slide downwards, his lips and tongue trailing down his body. The sliding of their skin, together with this downward movement, was erotic and Seishirou felt his desire begin to bank further. The feeling of Subaru's body nestled between his legs as his head came level with his navel, placed a delightful sensation in Seishirou's groin, fuelled by what Subaru was doing.

 

He suddenly felt Subaru chuckle and was intrigued as to what had amused the young man. Subaru glanced upwards, and Seishirou locked eyes with him. He stared into the emerald eyes, dark in the moonlight.

 

“You have been busy, haven't you?” he said softly, flicking a look upwards, indicating his magically bound hands. He brought his eyes back to Subaru's. “So, what are you going to do now?”

 

He placed a little threat there in the words. It was important to let Subaru know that he wouldn't forget this, and he wasn't going to let Subaru get away with it either. Binding the Sakurazukamori was akin to grabbing the tiger by the tail, Subaru really should have known better. It was time to end this part of the game.

 

He expected Subaru to flush under his direct stare, thought he would become flustered as he fully realised the situation - that he lay between the legs of another man, and not just any man, but the Sakurazukamori, both of them shirtless and lips swollen from the kisses.

 

Yes, Subaru would suddenly come to his senses and apologise and find a way to extricate himself from the situation, giving the upper hand back to Seishirou. So Seishirou waited for the flush of embarrassment and the apologies to flow.

 

Instead, a slow, lazy smile curved Subaru's full lips, a smile that was neither shy nor embarrassed, a smile that would have been one that he, Seishirou, would probably have worn in the exact same circumstances as this. A smile full of temptation, teasing, promise, desire and… danger - of the most pleasurable kind. And then there was a shrug.

 

Seishirou could do nothing but continue to stare. Subaru had smiled - and then shrugged!

 

Subaru kept his eyes locked unwaveringly on Seishirou's. He didn't try and avoid looking into the mismatched eyes, one white as crystal; unflinching, unafraid, fully in control, and the smile never left his face. In fact, it appeared to deepen.

 

“Whatever I decide to do,” he heard Subaru say in a tone of voice that he had never heard the young man use before; deep and sultry, almost husky.

 

Seishirou was surprised. He had been surprised to find that Subaru had managed to magically bind his hands without him being aware, and in such as way that he was unable to break those bonds either. And that feeling of momentary surprise was a surprise in itself! Two for the price of one - how unusual!

 

But if he had felt a flicker of surprise before at the discovery of the bindings, the control and desire that Subaru had just shown him, certainly created a full-fledged feeling!

 

He continued to watch as Subaru dipped his chin and swirled his warm tongue into his navel, those emerald eyes never leaving his, and he couldn't break the contact either.

 

He struggled a little in his mind. Subaru was not acting in any way that he had expected him to. But he knew how Subaru behaved, he knew how Subaru thought, and how he acted. He knew Subaru so well that he sometimes thought he knew him better than Subaru did himself!

 

So why was Subaru doing things that were not as how his Subaru would do things? What was happening here?

 

He thought briefly of possession but dismissed it just as quickly. He was too attuned to Subaru's spirit to not be able to recognise it immediately. This was definitely Subaru. So what was he doing?

 

Seishirou could fathom nothing from the eyes watching him. Those eyes, that breathtaking face so finely sculptured and framed by the short dark hair, the paleness of the skin of the shoulders offsetting the picture. Gods, he was beautiful! And Seishirou could not but want to possess him.

 

Subaru was not behaving in the way that Seishirou had expected. Subaru had surprised him. What else could, or would, Subaru do? he wondered, anticipation building inside him. He felt his pulse quicken in response, a gleam in his one good eye. He smiled down at Subaru. What was next? he wondered.

 

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Subaru liked that smile. It wasn't the predatory smile that the Sakurazukamori wore so often, or the smile of disinterest or disdain, or even boredom. It was a smile that wanted more, expected more, a gleam of anticipation in the amber eye. Yes, that is much better than the other.

 

Only now, Subaru had a bit of a problem. After setting up this scenario, having built and built upon it through his actions and words, he was at a loss of what to do next or where to go with it. He made certain none of this uncertainty showed in his face or eyes, kept his spirit calm, his hands steady. He could allow no trace of uncertainty, fear or confusion to be seen by the Sakurazukamori who would immediately take advantage of that lapse and wrest the control back, which Subaru had no intention of giving him.

 

He knew that Seishirou thought he knew everything about Subaru, and in some ways he was completely right. Seishirou did know Subaru very well. He had shaped and moulded Subaru in ways that no-one else had, not even his twin sister. Seishirou was completely responsible for much of what, and who, Subaru was today.

 

However, Seishirou didn't understand one thing. Subaru was not the sixteen year old boy that he been during the year of the bet. Subaru had grown up, and, yes, most of what he had done in the intervening years had been focussed on Seishirou, but there were other aspects of Subaru's character that had matured, evolved and grown that Seishirou could not touch.

 

Seishirou did not seem to understand that Subaru would not automatically submit meekly to him as he had as a boy, Subaru would not be dominated unless he wished it to be so. Subaru was a powerful man now of 25 years, he had a mind of his own, he had wants and desires and needs of his own, and his own means of determining if he wished to fulfil any of them. They were his choices; be it right or wrong, it didn't matter. They were still his choices, made by himself, and Seishirou did not control those.

 

Well, Subaru thought, he may just start to realise some of that by the end of this night.

 

He carefully maintained the eye contact and continued to run his tongue over the soft skin of the stomach beneath him, lightly running a hand upwards to play with a nipple. He suckled on the skin knowing he would leave a mark there by morning, and firmly pulled at the nipple at the same time. He was buying some time as he tried to think of what to do next. He was relieved when Seishirou briefly let his eyes flicker shut at the sensations, allowing him to break the gaze and think quickly of the situation.

 

Subaru had not been with a man before. It was not that he probably couldn't have been if he had wanted to, but from the time he was sixteen and realised that he loved Seishirou he couldn't bring himself to be intimate with anyone else. He had spent the years building his power, searching for Seishirou, wondering what he wanted in life - and that was still to be determined. But through it all, his intense feelings for Seishirou had always been present. And whilst he was yearning for another, he would not be with someone else. So he remained a virgin.

 

This does not mean that he wasn't fully aware of what to do and how to do it, however theory is very different to practicality. But he could not procrastinate forever. He had Seishirou interested at the moment, but it would not hold him for long if he did not continue to peak that interest.

 

So… with a final twist of the nipple, he let his hand run slowly back down the ribs, whilst at the same time sliding the rest of his body upwards to drape himself fully over Seishirou. He slipped one leg to the outside, the other pushed between Seishirou's, so as he moved upwards his groin and hipbones applied delightful pressure again Seishirou's body. His own breathing caught in his chest as this pressure sent shooting fires deep inside him and he heard a corresponding hitch of breath from Seishirou.

 

He lightly brushed his lips over the other's, gentle touches, feathery light, tongue flicking out to touch, then withdraw, touch again. As he continued to tease Seishirou's mouth, his right hand continued its downward journey, over the hip bone and down the outside of the firm thigh. Subaru reached down as far as his long arm could go, digging in slightly with his fingertips to run along the muscles.

 

He made his teasing kisses a little firmer, a little more lingering, letting his tongue slip between Seishirou's lips and teeth for a brief touch, once, twice. As he did so, he moved his hand slowly towards the inside of the thigh and began to draw it upwards. The closer he came to his goal the firmer he made his kisses. He felt his own face begin to flush, his breathing quicken.

 

Now, he thought, and cupped his hand over Seishirou's groin and pressed his lips over Seishirou's mouth in a deep, tongue probing kiss that was scorching.

 

He felt Seishirou still for a brief second and then a tongue was thrust fully inside his mouth and his breath was sucked away. He felt the hips under his hand buck slightly, just a brief movement.

 

Not enough, he thought vaguely, and began to move his hand.

 

He stroked upwards, then down; again…again. He could feel a firmness begin to grow under his hand. He pressed more firmly, curling his fingers through the fabric of the trousers as the cloth moved under his touch. The hips bucked again, more definitely. Subaru applied more pressure, getting bolder as the signals indicated the pleasure the other was getting from his ministrations. He felt the firmness grow, longer, harder, pushing through the fabric, trying to raise itself as though seeking his touch.

 

Feeling Seishirou's body respond like this to his touch was making Subaru breathe faster, his own body beginning to respond also. His own length was growing, a steady pressure building in his groin, confined in his jeans. He could feel it pressing into Seishirou's thigh, twitching. Once he may have been embarrassed by that, but not anymore. He released Seishirou's mouth and immediately fastened his lips onto his throat, directly under the jaw, forcing Seishirou to stretch his head back to accommodate him.

 

Subaru continued his hands actions, Seishirou now so hard that Subaru could slightly wrap his fingers around the length, as far as the cloth allowed. In this position, with his head against Seishirou's throat, Subaru could hear the other man's breathing. It was definitely coming faster, catching at times when Subaru pressed closer to the head of his shaft. The body beneath him began to quiver, barely discernable, and a sheen of sweat was beginning to shine on the skin.

 

Not yet, Subaru thought, this is not going to be over yet.

 

He slowly slid down Seishirou's body again, suckling on the nipples as he passed them and slowly sat up, straddling one of Seishirou's legs. He placed both hands briefly on Seishirou's erection and gave two long sweeps with them and then released him, letting his palms rest on the inside of Seishirou's thighs at the junction of the groin.

 

Subaru heard the soft moan Seishirou made at the loss of the contact. His eyes flashed open, the amber one slightly glazed with passion. Subaru allowed a smile to touch his lips.

 

Keep smiling, keep him guessing, that keeps him interested, and whilst he's interested he'll accept.

 

“Why…” Seishirou had to pause and try again as his voice wavered a little, “Why did you stop?”

 

Subaru continued to smile and began to draw lazy circles with his hands on Seishirou's thighs.

 

“Oh,” he replied in a mild voice, as though it wasn't a big deal. “I was just playing.”

 

“Playing?” Seishirou's voice held a touch of danger.

 

Good, thought Subaru. He's getting into it alright.

 

Subaru continued to draw circles. “Yes, just trying to get interested.”

 

There was flash of fire for a moment in the amber eye that looked narrowly at him.

 

“Really?” Seishirou drawled. “So are you? Interested?”

 

Subaru looked as though he was considering this, a small frown creasing his forehead, lips pursed. Seishirou's attention was completely focussed on Subaru's face and words.

 

“Well,” Subaru said, bringing one hand up to his face and tapping his chin elegantly and shifting his weight a little. “I guess I could start to be so. After all, it depends on what you do.”

 

“What I do?” Seishirou questioned, voice still low and dangerous.

 

Subaru nodded, “Yes. What you do. When I do this!” and with that he dove his hand down Seishirou's trousers, bypassing the cloth of the underwear and grasped his full length in the warmth of his grip.

 

Subaru saw Seishirou's eyes widen as his hips bucked upwards violently, almost enough to throw Subaru off if he hadn't been expecting, or hoping, for the reaction, as he pushed his erection eagerly into Subaru's hand.

 

“Now this is getting interesting,” Subaru purred, pleased to see another flicker of surprise in Seishirou's eye which then closed as Subaru began to move his hand up and down.

 

As he continued to stroke Seishirou's erection, he brought his other hand over and struggled briefly with the belt buckle. It was a little tricky undoing it one handed, and left handed at that but he managed, and he didn't think that Seishirou had really noticed his fumblings whilst he was able to maintain the pressure and motion on his full erection. Subaru was quicker in undoing the button and sliding the zipper down.

 

The material fell open, allowing Subaru to see what his other hand was doing. He had pushed the underwear down almost to the base of Seishirou's erection, but it could go no further whilst Seishirou was still wearing them. Subaru pursed his lips as he thought. Now what to do? he wondered, never breaking his motion.

 

He could feel Seishirou's length grow thicker, becoming warmer. His own erection, crushed in his jeans, was becoming almost painful. He watched his hand run up and down Seishirou's shaft and almost moaned in envy. He so wanted that touch on his own!

 

Not yet, he thought, must concentrate.

 

He brought his mind back to things. Okay, clothes have to come off. So how to do that and maintain the motion, to keep the Sakurazukamori at this heightened desire?

 

Subaru suddenly smiled to himself. Well, there is one way, but then the smile faded a little as a tendril of trepidation awoke. He hadn't done this before and the thought both excited him, and made him hesitant.

 

What if he didn't like it, or wasn't any good at it? Would that turn Seishirou right off and all of this be for nothing?

 

He found himself hesitating, still watching his hand going up and down, Seishirou's hips moving with the motion. He was startled to hear the soft moans that were coming from the other man's lips. He truly was enjoying this, very much from the sounds of it!

 

Subaru looked back to the large flushed erection grasped in his hand. A bead of fluid formed at the end, glistening there. He was fascinated and drawn to it. Before he knew it, his face was in line with the head of Seishirou's erection.

 

Tentatively he flicked out his tongue and licked the drop away. The response was immediate. Seishirou let out a gasp and a small cry, and Subaru felt his whole body burn with the fiercest fire flaring in his crotch. The taste on his tongue was warm, salty, a little bitter but not unpleasant. In fact, rolling that taste around in his mouth made his saliva respond accordingly, making him want more.

 

Eagerly he bent his head again. He licked his lips to moisten them, aware that his own breathing had speeded up. He ran his tongue over the slit again, licking up another bead of precum. Then he licked all around the head. They were right, it was a little like licking an ice cream. He could feel Seishirou writhing beneath him and so placed his second hand firmly on his hip to hold him steady.

 

Taking a mental breath he wrapped his lips around the head, letting the throbbing warmth fill his mouth. He dimly heard Seishirou's strangled gasp, as his own senses went into overdrive at these new sensations. Experimentally, he ran his tongue around the rim of the head, flicking at it, then licking, then flicking. Seishirou continued to moan. Subaru moved his head back until his lips kissed the tip, then he opened his mouth again and moved downwards, letting his lips engulf the shaft between them, lower and lower. A sudden movement of Seishirou's hips bumped the head of the erection against the roof of his mouth, causing him to start and he had to control his instinctive reaction to bite down.

 

That, he thought, would definitely be a mood killer. And in the Sakurazukamori's case, most likely a complete killer - permanently for him!

 

He breathed deeply, gaining some calm again. Okay, let's try this again and see what he can do. He breathed deeply a couple of more times, through the nose, and let his mouth relax. He continued his downward motion again, letting the erection fill his mouth. As it reached towards the back of his throat, he relaxed the muscles and let it slip deeper still. He fought the gag reflex, drawing on his relaxation techniques and succeeded in drawing all of Seishirou's length into his mouth. He must have done something right because he could hear Seishirou's moans become deeper, his breather coming fast and rasping. Gods, he sounded sexy!

 

Subaru slowly drew his mouth up to the tip and deep throated him again. Each time he reached the very base and Seishirou was in as far as he could go, he could hear the other man give a deep moan that seemed to come from the deepest part of his soul. It was such a turn on for Subaru and he continued, just so he could hear that sound again and again.

 

Clothes, he thought dimly, must remember clothes.

 

Subaru moved himself to slide down lower, bringing his knees under himself, never ceasing his motion on Seishirou's shaft, continuing to elicit those sounds. He slid both hands up to the hips and hooked his fingers into the top of the trousers towards the back and began to slowly pull them lower. He used just the pressure of his fingertips and mouth to cause Seishirou to lift his hips, and at each thrust from the other man, he was able to slide both trousers and underwear completely off his pelvic area. Still maintaining his head bobbing action, he used his hands to continue to push the trousers down, first one leg as far it could go, then the other. He could then shuffle forward to kneel in the cleared space to reach behind, and with arms and legs pushed the clothing the remainder of the way and off the feet.

 

Suddenly Subaru realised that Seishirou was completely naked before him. He stopped his motion and sat up.

 

He looked at the figure lying beneath him. The pale skin gleamed in the moonlight, the fluttering curtain casting moving shadows across the form. The long lean frame rippled with muscles, the broad shoulders and chest glistened with sweat. Subaru's eyes travelled lower to trace the curve of the stomach, the patch of darkness and the erection lying there, still glistening from his own saliva. The sight made his own harden even more. The long legs were slightly parted, and Subaru couldn't resist trailing one hand up the inside, watching the shift of muscles at the touch. His eyes travelled upwards, following the chest and lingering on the two dark circles that were the nipples, up the outstretched arms, back to the face.

 

The eyes had opened during his contemplation, and they drew him. He was expecting some remark from Seishirou, a glib comment, something. But he said nothing. Just watched. Subaru allowed his eyes to look all over the form before him again. So beautiful, such power, and waiting for him, for his touch. Subaru knew what he wanted to do next.

 

He stretched out a leg and touched the floor with his foot. Balancing himself with his hands, he pushed himself back until his was standing on the floor. Slowly he brought his hands to the front of his jeans. He undid the button and slowly lowered the zipper. It sounded loud in the stillness. He pushed the stiff material out of the way and hooked his thumbs over the top and began to push them lower. As they reached his hips, he let his fingers hook his underwear also and continued the slow progression down his body. He could hear Seishirou's breathing speed up and catch. He never took his eyes from that amber gaze. He pushed the jeans right down to the floor, then used his feet to push them off completely.

 

Then he stood there for a moment, silhouetted in the moonlight, his erection clearly visible against the paleness of his skin. He stood there completely naked, looking down at the bound man on the bed. He felt the amber and white gaze travel over his body.

 

“Beautiful..” he heard Seishirou breathe, “So beautiful.”

 

The sound of that seductive voice made Subaru's heart race and his blood pound. A bolt of desire shot through his erection, the hardness it acquired almost making him moan in agony. He needed something …soon.

 

Slowly he knelt back on the bed and he crawled upwards, placing each hand and knee carefully, until he was hovering over Seishirou. Then, just as slowly, he lowered his body onto the other man's, entirely encompassing him, revelling in the full body contact, of damp skin slick against damp skin. He felt their erections touch and couldn't stop the shiver that shook him, the catch in his breathing. A corresponding shiver coursed through Seishirou's body also.

 

Subaru experimentally slid upwards a little and then down, and both of them let out a moan at the wonderful friction and pressure this created. Still keeping his eyes fixed on Seishirou's open ones, Subaru leant down and kissed the other man deeply. Seishirou's eyes closed in response and Subaru let his own drift shut also.

 

The feeling was intense. The warm moist sensation of their mouths joined together, and their bodies sliding against each other creating friction. Subaru could feel his desire building and building. He couldn't continue like this forever. First things first.

 

He slid down Seishirou's body, never breaking contact, raining small kisses in his wake. He slid his mouth around Seishirou's erection as soon as he reached it, deep throating it immediately. The time for preamble was over. Now it was getting serious.

 

He began a steady, deep rhythm, up and down, swirling his tongue around the shaft. He kept the pressure and motion up, feeling Seishirou's movements becoming sharper. He then moved to concentrate on the head, speeding up his motions.

 

Seishirou's breathing was rasping quickly, his hips beginning to thrust more violently. The moans were building as Subaru continued, kneading with his fingers around the base of Seishirou's shaft and lightly squeezing his testicles.

 

Subaru increased the pace again and this time knew that it would not be long. Seishirou was thrusting in time to his motion, body beginning to shake, head thrown back as the sweat increased. Suddenly Seishirou arched up and a strangled moan issued from his throat. Taking a deep breath Subaru quickly deep throated him, drawing a strangled shout of intense ecstasy from the man as he came, his release sliding down Subaru's throat as he forced himself to concentrate and swallow. A couple of more thrusts and Subaru had milked Seishirou completely and he could feel the other man's body quiver, and then collapse on the bed.

 

Subaru slowly drew his mouth up the softening shaft, licking it clean as he went, until he fully released it and allowed it to nestle on its bed of dark hair. He buried his face next to it, breathing in the scent of sweat, sex and Seishirou's own musky scent. He could hardly believe the response that he had got from Seishirou from his actions. He may have been a novice, but he didn't think he could have done too badly for an experienced man such as the Sakurazukamori to respond in that manner.

 

But for all that feeling of pleasure in being able to please his partner, Subaru was fully aware of his own body's needs and the burning desire that was boiling inside him, almost to the point of being painful.

 

He raised himself slightly, lifting his body from the contact of Seishirou. He saw the other open his eyes, the amber eye not as sharp as it generally was, slightly glazed looking in the after glow of sex.

 

Good, thought Subaru, it was now or never because there probably won't be another chance.

 

He dropped a couple of kisses onto the stomach and inner thigh, and a last one onto the now flaccid shaft. Seishirou had again closed his eyes to savour the sensation. Then Subaru reached over the edge of the bed very slowly so as not to make any sudden motions to forewarn the other of his intentions. His fingers brushed his jeans and he carefully drew them upwards, dropping kisses down one of Seishirou's legs. His hand found the right pocket and he pulled out a tube. It was a natural ointment that he used as hand cream. From the many years of wearing gloves his hands were sensitive to the elements now, and as his hands were such a big part of his work he did make the effort to take care of them. The ointment would do no harm internally so it would be perfect. There was no other choice anyway.

 

Continuing to keep the Sakurazukamori distracted with soft kisses and licks on different parts of his body, Subaru quietly flipped the lid open and squeezed a large portion into his hand. He brought that one to his own erection and nearly came on the spot, the coldness and the slickness was overpowering on his hot throbbing erection.

 

He swallowed the gasp that nearly escaped him and had to hold himself completely still. He began the kisses and licks again before Seishirou could tell something was wrong. Mentally gritting his teeth, he fully coated his erection from base to tip, swallowing over and over again as he tried to clamp down on the sensations that were coursing through his body.

 

He squeezed some more into his hand and rolled it around to warm it a little then reached out and clasped Seishirou's limp penis. Seishirou still let out a gasp, and arched into the touch as Subaru continued to pleasure him for a time more.

 

Then he draped his body over the other man's, sliding between his legs and nestling there, and kissed him deeply. He poured all his desire into those kisses and felt it being returned. As they hungrily kissed he could feel Seishirou's erection begin to grow. It wasn't fully erect yet, but it was semi-hard already.

 

Reaching down and twisting a little, Subaru lifted one of Seishirou's legs, bending it at the knee. He began to trace patterns up the thigh before sliding his hand around to cup Seishirou's buttocks and squeezing. Subaru felt a jump as Seishirou's erection hardened a little more. He squeezed the buttocks again and continued to kiss Seishirou deeply, using lips, tongue and teeth. His ointment slick hand slid from Seishirou's buttocks, up to his testicles and cupped them, rolling them, squeezing gently, and then tracing the ridge of skin that ran back towards Seishirou's puckered entrance.

 

Subaru was fully aware that Seishirou wasn't completely immune to his ministrations. The erection pillowed between their bodies was now complete and pulsing as if with a life of its own. Subaru let his fingers glide down the ridge, sliding between the cheeks and the tip of one finger finding the slight dip that marked the entrance.

 

He mentally took a deep breath. This was the final step. He slowly slid one finger inside, whilst at the same time mirroring the motion by sliding his tongue into Seishirou's mouth. A deep moan that reverberated in his mouth greeted this action. He moved the finger out a little and then pushed it deeper, out and then deeper again, until it was fully inside. He began to move it in and out a few times, slightly moving it from side to side a little each time to help stretch the area.

 

As he pushed it in the next time, it was joined by a second finger. Seishirou moaned again and Subaru was briefly concerned it was from pain, until the movement of Seishirou's erection in response to this signified that it was far from pain. He continued to pump the two fingers into the body of the other man, scissoring them to help with the stretching and moving them around inside and taking note of the other's responses. When one long tapering finger brushed the prostate, Seishirou let out a cry and arched up. Good. Subaru did this a few more times, liking the response he got each time, but his own desire was raging within him and he felt that he would be consumed if he did not quell it.

 

He released Seishirou's mouth and sat back on his heels. He grabbed his tube of ointment and squeeze out another large amount, one hand still pumping in and out of Seishirou's body, making him writhe and moan. Subaru added another coating to his own erection and smeared a generous amount between Seishirou's buttocks and around his pumping hand. Then he placed this slickened hand around Seishirou's erection and began to stroke. Seishirou's hips rocked upwards in reaction, and it was at this time that Subaru withdrew his fingers and spread Seishirou's buttock cheeks. He positioned his erection at the glistening hole and thrust forward.

 

A strangled shout erupted from Seishirou when Subaru first entered him. Subaru stayed motionless, allowing the body beneath him to become accustomed to his size. He had his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to control himself. He had nearly come immediately upon entering such a tight, hot channel. It was with great effort that he hadn't.

 

He took another calming breath and opened his eyes. He slowly pulled out a little and pushed back in; out, and then in. Slow and steady. He began to pump Seishirou's erection in time to his own slow thrusts. Seishirou's hips began to move in the same motion.

 

Subaru watched him. It was nice to be able to do so, to see the play of desire over the features he knew so well. Seishirou opened his eyes and looked into Subaru's emerald ones. They watched each other for the space of a few heartbeats and then Seishirou let his close again. Subaru began to thrust faster. His whole body felt on fire, every nerve singing. He had to have release, he wanted release!

 

His hand on Seishirou pumped faster….faster, the ointment making it slick and the motion quick and effective. His hips began to piston quicker, the thrusts sharper, harder and deeper. He could hear himself grunting in time with his thrusts. He shifted his weight a fraction and suddenly Seishirou was crying out as Subaru now was thrusting against his prostate, time after time.

 

Each cry, each moan drove Subaru on; faster, harder, deeper. He was getting closer, so much closer. He hand continued to pump Seishirou. Yes, he was nearly there. He could feel his body tightening, the feeling building up from deep inside him, seeking a way out, a release. He suddenly threw his head back as his hips thrust forward again, this new angle sending Seishirou over the edge as he came violently, semen spurting across his chest and Subaru's hand as his hips thrust up blindly.

 

And that hip thrust pushed Subaru to climax also, as he continued to push into the soft yielding body below him. He felt his release pulse out of himself to fill the channel he was buried in, the flesh around him squeezing him over and over again as he gasped out his ecstasy.

 

When he was completely drained he let his body tip forwards to lay cushioned on the broader one below him, ignoring the stickiness that was there and remaining embedded intimately within it. A body that quivered like his own, that was slick with sweat like his own, a body that smelt strongly of sex just like his own. A body that was warm, soft and moulded to his in a way that seemed perfectly natural.

 

He stretched his neck and placed a gentle kiss, no more than a brush of the lips on Seishirou's. The eyes opened and the amber gaze looked at him…fondly? Subaru didn't know and was too tired to try and guess. After all, this was the Sakurazukamori and it would only lead to pain and heartache if Subaru tried to determine what he was really thinking or - if it was ever possible -…feeling.

 

“Sleep well, Subaru-kun,” the whisper reached him through the haze of tiredness.

 

“And you,” he replied softly.

 

Just before sleep overtook him, he reached up a hand above Seishirou's head, touched the bound hands, and sent a mental command. The bindings released and Subaru sighed as sleep stole upon him, and two strong arms encircled his back.