X/1999 Fan Fiction ❯ Common Ground ❯ Flowers Bloom ( Chapter 3 )

Title: Common Ground;Part 3: Flowers Bloom
Author: JadeHeart
Fandom: X/1999 - before Rainbow Bridge (based on up to Vol. 14 and anime TV series)
Rating: X
Warnings: graphic sex
Pairing(s): Seishirou/Subaru
Author's Notes: The night continues for Seishirou and Subaru. I admit this is just a blatant way to get these two hot and sweaty again, after all, Subaru had all the fun the first time! Now it's Seishirou's turn!

Summary: As the night unfolds.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this, they are all CLAMP's

 

 

Chapter 3: Flowers Bloom

 

 

Seishirou awoke early.

 

That wasn't uncommon for him, but this was earlier than he would usually awake. He thought it must be about 2am, still dark outside, no predawn light tried to penetrate his closed eyelids. Yes, it was very early, too early to want to get up. Yet still, his work often would take him out at odd hours so it wasn't that unusual for him to be awake at this time.

 

What was unusual was the warm body pressed up against his, the slim waist his arm encircled, hip bone jutting into his thigh. That was definitely unusual.

 

Seishirou lay there, unmoving. His chest rose rhythmically, up…and down, up….and down. He could smell the slight scent of cigarettes, a different brand to his own. The scent emanated from the body next to him. The sound of soft, steady breathing echoed in the room. Breathing that was not his own.

 

He let his mind wander back over what had occurred only hours ago. He was a little surprised with himself that he had let Subaru trail him, using his blood just like a homing beacon. He was surprised that Subaru bothered to do so in the first place. He truly hadn't thought Subaru would realise what he had done, what he was offering. And he really hadn't expected Subaru to follow through on that offer. The boy he had once known certainly wouldn't have.

 

***********

 

He had felt Subaru's presence in the hallway outside his apartment as the other had arrived. He hadn't sensed him earlier, Subaru was obviously taking some care in his approach. Interesting. Perhaps he didn't trust Seishirou.

 

Seishirou smiled to himself. Of course Subaru didn't trust him. He shouldn't. Just as he shouldn't have when he was sixteen years old. But then Seishirou had worked very hard during that year to make certain Subaru did trust him. And it had worked. Only too well.

 

There was a gentle, yet firm knock on his door. Well, Subaru was not wasting time with pretence.

 

Seishirou padded across the floor to open the door. Subaru stood outside, dressed in a coat like he had been wearing previously, and clad in black underneath again. He had obviously changed though as the coat was a little cleaner, and Seishirou noted that the black under-shirt was sleeveless this time as the coat had slipped a little from one shoulder showing a sliver of skin. Seishirou felt a warm flush across his body at that tantalising glimpse of flesh.

 

“Hello, Subaru. Glad you could come.” he said in a pleasant tone of voice, a smile on his face. Subaru said nothing, face closed, eyes expressionless, just looking in silence.

 

Seishirou didn't let this disturb him as he stepped to one side and waved the younger man to enter. Still in silence, Subaru stepped forward and Seishirou closed the door behind him. He still made no sudden moves, even when the lock clicked audibly.

 

“Come through and make yourself at home.” Seishirou said, walking towards the kitchen. “I'll make us some tea.”

 

He began to put water on to boil and pull out mugs. As he pottered around, the picture of domesticity, he watched Subaru out of the corner of his eye.

 

The younger man glanced slowly around the apartment, dark emerald eyes taking in everything. It was a clinical look, no wonder, no amazement, no delight in the décor, yet Seishirou knew that there were items that he had that the Subaru he had previously known would have found great enjoyment in once.

 

But this new Subaru, this older and more cynical Subaru, showed no such emotions. This complete non-reaction, non-responsiveness to what had once given such pleasure, disturbed Seishirou on a level he didn't understand.

 

He saw Subaru finally finish looking everything over, obviously cataloguing everything in his mind and dismissing it as unimportant. He watched as the younger man then slipped off his coat, hanging it side by side on the spare hook next to Seishirou's own dark one. Black and white, yin and yang, side by side, before bending to remove his shoes. This wasn't an easy task as he seemed to favour high cut boots with long laces and it took a little time to undo them all so he could finally slip his feet free. He ignored the guest slippers laid out and walked across the floor in bare feet.

 

Seishirou paused in the act of pouring to watch. He couldn't help himself. Subaru walked with an easy, lithe grace, sleek like a cat, gliding across the wooden floor to stand at the window. The sun was setting, dusk was falling. It was at that point where the world hovered between day and night, light and dark, between the brightness of the heavens and the black despair of demons.

 

Seishirou finished pouring the tea and walked over to stand next to Subaru, holding out one of the steaming mugs. “Careful, it's a little hot.”

 

Subaru took it with a polite inclination of his head. Yes, Subaru still had impeccable manners, even if he no longer seemed to bother trying to speak.

 

Seishirou raised his cup and sipped slowly. The tea was hot, but it also felt good. Subaru mirrored his actions and they both stood in silence for a moment, looking out at the darkening sky as the shadows lengthened across the city before them.

 

Seishirou studied Subaru's reflection in the window before him. Any injuries the young man had sustained earlier appeared to have healed reasonably well. It had, after all, been a couple of days since their last meeting. Subaru certainly had grown a fair bit over the years, his body filling out as it matured. He was still lean, probably due as much to his naturally high metabolic rate as to his probably still bad habit of pushing himself to his body's utmost limits. Some things don't change.

 

His eyes roamed over the image before him; from the bare feet, up the long legs in black jeans, over the bare arms, stark white in contrast to the black sleeveless shirt that was so tight it was like a second skin over the chest, higher to admire the sharp profile, right to the dark hair crowning the head. Subaru was still a vision to behold.

 

Seishirou felt a strange sensation deep inside him as he looked at their two reflections standing side by side, a mere hand span between their shoulders. The reflections appeared relaxed, the faces calm, the distance between them indicating a comfortable familiarity. They looked….good together.

 

He couldn't help the small frown that creased his forehead. What was he thinking? What was happening here? Subaru belonged to him, that was all. Had done since he had met that small child and marked him as the Sakurazukamori's prey. Subaru could belong to no-one else. He wouldn't allow Subaru to belong to anyone else! His hand clenched around the cup he was holding, tight enough to cause pain and he forced himself to relax. What was he doing?, he thought with a mental laugh. He was being foolish.

 

“So,” he said, breaking the silence, taking another sip from the cup. “Did you have any trouble finding the place?”

 

A silly thing to ask really. Of course Subaru wouldn't have had any trouble finding him. He may as well have hung a huge neon sign out on Tokyo Tower giving the address, which amounted to the same thing as leaving his mystical signature etched in his blood on Subaru's cheek.

 

“Not at all.” Subaru answered calmly, drinking himself. “You were hardly trying to hide, were you?” and he turned his head to look directly at Seishirou.

 

Seishirou smiled at his reflection. “Not really.” he said with a chuckle. “I just didn't know when you would come.”

 

“You mean,” Subaru said, turning from the window and placing his empty cup on the table top with a gentle clink of china, “that you didn't know if I would come.” It was not a question , it was a statement.

 

Seishirou thought briefly of trying to laugh it off and claim that, of course, he had known that Subaru would come. After all, he belonged to the Sakurazukamori. But something in the young man's demeanour halted his flippant response. Seishirou found that he couldn't actually `lie' to him! He had spent a year lying to him, and yet now could not seem to do so!

 

Curious.

 

“True,” he finally admitted, picking up the empty cup and taking it to the sink and setting it down with his own. “but I'm still very glad you did.” And that was completely true.

 

Subaru had turned back to the view. Darkness had fallen almost fully. The only light now entering the apartment was from those burning brightly outside. Seishirou walked silently over to stand behind Subaru.

 

“So, why did you come?” he asked softly.

 

“You invited me. Remember?” Subaru responded calmly.

 

Seishirou could see Subaru's face reflected in the glass. It was calm, composed.

 

“So I did.” he replied.

 

He could see himself standing behind and a little to the right of Subaru, bodies appearing far closer to each other than they truly were. He watched his image watching Subaru. He fixed his eyes on Subaru's face and slowly reached out a hand. He hesitated a brief moment. He had been going to just touch Subaru's back, but instead raised his hand higher and gently cupped it around the back of Subaru's neck, fingers sliding across warm skin and into the short, silky hair.

 

He felt the slight start from Subaru before he quickly gained control of himself, but Seishirou could still see Subaru's face. Had seen the widening of his eyes, saw the brief flash of desire, and watched them close for a moment.

 

When they opened again, Subaru was once more in control and his face reflected nothing. However, that brief crack in his composure sent a flood of fire through Seishirou's veins. His fingers slowly began to move, small caresses, touches, gentle stroking. He slid silently closer to Subaru until his chest was almost touching Subaru's back, but not quite. Not yet.

 

He felt the fire beginning to build in himself, the warmth of Subaru's skin seeming to sear the tips of his fingers, transmitting that heat through Seishirou's entire body. He dropped his head slowly forward, seeing Subaru's hair shift with his breathing as it became faster. Still keeping his hand caressing Subaru's neck, Seishirou leant lower, breathing in the scent of Subaru, the tang of cigarettes, a musky scent that wasn't cologne but was certainly appealing to Seishirou's senses.

 

He dropped a soft kiss to the side of Subaru's neck, lips barely grazing the soft skin there. He dropped another kiss, on a different bit of skin, his hand moving around the neck to cup Subaru's jaw on the other side. Another kiss, and he slid his body closer so now they were touching, just enough that the warmth from Subaru's body was penetrating his thin business shirt. He heard his own breathing increasing, the heat, the touch of skin, the scent of the man before him, bringing forth his desire.

 

He felt, not heard, Subaru sigh softly, and suddenly the body he was touching relaxed. He hadn't fully realised that Subaru hadn't already been relaxed. He had appeared to be so, calm and at ease. Obviously he hadn't been. Perhaps he had thought it would be completely suicidal to relax around the Sakurazukamori whilst standing in his apartment.

 

But now Seishirou could feel Subaru release. His whole body eased, tension slipping away, muscles easing, and Subaru slowly tilted his head sideways and back, to rest on Seishirou's shoulder, baring his neck further to the burning kisses that were being pressed to his throat.

 

***********

 

When Seishirou had first touched him, it had taken all Subaru's control for two reasons. One was to not lash out in attack, the other was to not give way to the flood of desire that shook him from his toes and raged through his body.

 

When he had been younger, Seishirou had been very careful about how he had touched Subaru, for all his teasing and flirting. But that brush of lips on the back of his hand when they had met at Nakano Sun Plaza had sent a jolt of desire right through him. As had the kiss.

 

But this touch was different again. This was sensual, slow, seductive, and Subaru felt it in every fibre of his being.

 

He calmed himself quickly. He would not give way. He knew that Seishirou was only playing a game. Everything was just a game to him. Well, Subaru could play games also. Now he knew the rules. When he had been sixteen it had been very one sided. Not only hadn't he known he was playing a game, but he certainly didn't know what rules were involved. Now he did.

 

He was able to watch Seishirou in the window. He saw that dark head bend downwards, lower. He did nothing. Made no move, made no sound.

 

The head lowered further and Subaru felt soft lips brush his neck. He stood in perfect stillness. Another kiss, another. The hand at his neck slid lightly across his skin to curve along his jawline. The kisses continued, soft, so soft.

 

In the reflection he could see Seishirou, dark head bent into the crook of his neck, hand on the side of his face. He felt the other's body press closer, could feel the outline of the buttons of Seishirou's shirt against his back through the thin top he was wearing. He felt Seishirou's other hand trail up his fingers, across the back of the hand, pausing for a moment to trace the pattern of a star there, then continue to trail lightly up the bare skin of his arm.

 

It seemed a little unreal whilst watching it in the glass, as though watching someone else have these things happen to them. Yet it was his body that was responding, his breathing that hitched at that touch, his pulse that was increasing, the fire that was burning, was inside him.

 

So be it, he thought. This is still just a game, but for tonight I will play, and tomorrow it will be over once more. Maybe this time, for good.

 

With that decision, Subaru allowed himself to relax, releasing the hold he had been retaining on his powers in case of attack, and gave in to the sensations that were firing through his body.

 

He leant backwards, closer to Seishirou's warmth, letting his head fall back to rest on the broad shoulder. The kisses continued to rain across his neck, coupled with the touch of a tongue, small nibbles from teeth, each contact increasing the sensations he was feeling in his body. The hand on his jaw trailed over the bone, down his neck, slipping under the neckline of his shirt to rest on his chest.

 

A shiver coursed through him as the hand continued lower, and finally brushed across his nipple. He couldn't prevent himself arching into that touch with a gasp. Those long fingers trailed around his nipple, brushing gently and then pressing harder, or gently tugging on it before a gentle rub would soothe it again. Subaru moaned at the contact, each touch banking the fires inside him.

 

He could feel that desire centring in another region also. He could feel himself hardening, growing, his own length pressing into his leg. The constriction of his jeans only added to this sensation.

 

**********

 

Seishirou continued to play with Subaru's nipple, enjoying the feel of the man's body pressing up against his hand in response.

 

He slid his other hand up and turned Subaru's head, lowering his own so their lips touched, lightly. He heard Subaru moan deep in his throat and Seishirou pressed down harder. He used his tongue to press against Subaru's closed lips, probing, questing. The lips under his parted slightly and Seishirou slipped the tip of his tongue inside quickly. He wasn't being too rough, but he was being forceful. He wanted this!

 

Subaru's mouth completely opened up to him, like a flower in bloom. His tongue delved deeply into that depth, swirling into that warm, welcoming cavern, seeking Subaru's tongue and when finding it, coaxing it to join with his. Hesitantly he felt Subaru do so, his tongue flicking out to touch Seishirou's and then quickly retreating. Seishirou chased him, catching him, demanding. Subaru responded fully. The kiss deepened, and deepened, as they sought each other, joining, melding.

 

Subaru's arms came up to clasp Seishirou, one snaking around his waist, the other sliding up his arm. Finally Seishirou lifted his head, breaking the kiss.

 

************

Subaru opened his eyes and gazed into the ones above him, one amber, one white. Before Seishirou could move, he reached up and cupped the back of Seishirou's head and brought those lips back to his in a passionate kiss. He felt Seishirou respond after a moment's hesitation, then felt a tugging as his shirt pulled from his jeans and a cool hand slid upwards against his heated skin. He gasped into the mouth still covering his, and a violent shiver shook his body.

 

**********

 

The touch of that smooth, silky skin under his hand sent an arc of fire into Seishirou's groin. He pushed upwards until his fingers could find Subaru's nipples again, teasing them, arousing them, feeling them harden under his touch. His other arm was around Subaru's back, pressing the man's body closely to his.

 

He slipped a leg between Subaru's, pushing their hips closer together. He swallowed Subaru's moan and even he could tell it was filled with desire, a desire he too felt.

 

He slid his hand from the front to Subaru's back, still keeping it under the shirt and grabbed the bottom of the clothing with his other hand and pulled upwards. The thin cotton moved easily. Seishirou had been a little concerned that it was going to be a struggle to get it off as it had looked so moulded to Subaru's form. Subaru lifted his arms to allow Seishirou to drag the shirt completely over his head and off his arms, dropping it to the floor at their feet.

 

Seishirou ran his hands over the now completely bare chest, smooth, shapely, trailing over the individual ribs that showed. Yes, Subaru was a bit too thin. He wasn't looking after himself properly. But under that thinness was also muscle, honed and strengthened. It would not do to underestimate the grown Subaru. Seishirou was beginning to realise that.

 

The filtered light through the window played shadows across Subaru's white skin. Seishirou let his eyes drink their fill. It was really a wonderful sight before him. As beautiful as his sakura blossoms.

 

He felt a tugging on his shirt and glanced down to see that Subaru had been busy whilst he had been lost in thought. The young man had managed to tug his shirt from the front of his trousers and was carefully undoing the buttons. Seishirou watched those long slender fingers at their task and felt the heat increase in his groin. Those hands were very close to that region and he felt his erection twitch at the thought of those same hands enclosing around his hardened length. He swallowed. Soon, soon.

 

He glanced up at Subaru to see him looking down with an intense look of concentration on his face.

 

Cute, Seishirou thought, that really is the only word to describe Subaru sometimes. And this was one of those times.

 

Subaru had reached the last button and Seishirou felt his hands slip between the shirt and push it away from his chest. The night air was cool, not cold, but cool to his over heated flesh. Those delicate hands lightly brushed across his pectoral muscles and then just as lightly over his nipples making him gasp.

 

Subaru glanced up and tilted his head to one side, looking at Seishirou in a calculating manner. Suddenly that dark head dipped and a hot moist tongue ran up the centre of his chest to the hollow of his throat, stretching upwards, higher still before his mouth was captured and devoured with a frenzy of heat.

 

His shirt was completely pushed from his body, and where it fell he didn't give a damn. He couldn't do anything but respond to that demanding kiss, wrapping his arms around the slim body pressed against him, crushing them chest to chest, feeling the ripple of muscles across the back that he encircled and the arms that encircled him, hands gripping his head, tangling tightly in his hair so he would not have been able to raise his head to break that hold even if he had wanted to.

 

He changed his hold and tightened his arms, lifting Subaru so his feet left the floor and dangled about two inches above it. Walking carefully, whilst carrying Subaru and still maintaining the kiss, Seishirou made his way into the bedroom. He knew his apartment like the back of his hand and could easily navigate it in the dark generally. But with the hot body of Subaru plastered against him, and the devouring kiss seeming to suck all thought from his mind except those that centred on desire, want, need, he had to take some extra care. But they made it to the bed without mishap.

 

Seishirou knelt with one knee and slid his arms down to lift and half drag Subaru fully onto the bed. When Subaru was safely ensconced on the bed, Seishirou lowered his body gently, encompassing Subaru entirely. The feel of that body beneath him was intoxicating, mind spinning.

 

He slipped a leg between Subaru's, grinding his hips down so their groins pressed against each other. He moaned at the contact, hearing an answering moan from Subaru. Oh, yes, he would have Subaru. He would have him completely! This time he would be his entirely!

 

Subaru's arms tightened around him and suddenly he was rolled onto his back, Subaru's body lying over him, pressing into him.

 

He half smiled around the kiss. He would never have thought that Subaru would take the initiative and try and be dominant. Well, he'll let him have a moment.

 

***************

 

Seishirou opened his eyes. He was still greeted by darkness. He was right, it was still very early.

 

It had been a pleasant evening. A very pleasant evening. The images raced through his mind. Images of naked bodies twined in pleasure, sweat running over chests, hands gripping, mouths pressed together, and ecstatic release that filled every sense.

 

He felt his penis twitch, and raised an eyebrow at his own response.

 

So, he questioned himself, I'm not ready to let Subaru go just yet, is that it? He didn't expect an answer. He turned his head to find he was looking at the back of Subaru's, the dark silky hair close enough to tickle his nose as he inhaled.

 

Subaru half lay on his side, half on his back, whilst Seishirou was lying partially on his stomach with an arm thrown around Subaru's waist. He could feel the younger man's steady breathing, causing his arm to rise and fall slightly in time. His hand was lying limply and he realised just where his hand was, how close it was.

 

A smile curved his lips. Oh, yes, he thought. Subaru had had his fun last night. He had caught Seishirou off guard and taken advantage of that. This time it was pay back.

 

Seishirou stretched his fingers out and down wards, searching. They slid into a thick cushion of hair, searching further. Then they reached their destination. Subaru's penis was flaccid, lying limply and relaxed in sleep.

 

Seishirou carefully enclosed his long fingers around the softness and began to move his hand slowly up and down, moving no more than about an inch either way. He eased his body closer towards Subaru's, bringing his face to the crook of Subaru's neck and began to slowly trail the tip of his tongue across the skin. He placed soft kisses and licks on all the skin he could reach.

 

He heard the soft sigh that escaped Subaru's lips. He wasn't awake yet, still asleep, still dreaming. Seishirou smiled against the other man's skin. Wonder what he is dreaming about?, he thought wickedly.

 

************

 

There was darkness. A warm, soft, encompassing darkness. It filled Subaru's senses, enveloped him like a blanket. Warmth, calmness, peace. He was relaxed, drifting, no sense of body, just `being'. He drifted, unthinking, uncaring.

 

Then there was something different, something different in the darkness. Flashes of red fire raced around him, across him, through him. Fire that didn't burn but touched and then left, touched again and was once more gone. The comforting warmth increased, grew, becoming heat, building.

 

His consciousness stirred, began to struggle to the surface, searching for the intrusion in this dark, peaceful world he had been floating, resting. The red flames split the darkness again, he could feel them chasing over him. He had a sense of `self' now, of a body and these flames licked over every portion.

Body…..warmth…..hands…touch….fingers̷ 0;..fire…..hardness……need……want…. desire. He moaned.

 

He wanted….

 

********

 

Seishirou moved his hand upwards on Subaru's length further, longer strokes, slightly firmer and was rewarded by an immediate filling and hardening within his clasp. A soft moan issued from Subaru now and he moved in his sleep a little, trying to roll onto his back. Seishirou was having none of that though, and gently nudged him so instead Subaru rolled more fully onto his side.

 

Seishirou gladly moved closer, spooning in behind Subaru's body. He could feel the heat emanating from the other, and felt his own body begin to flush. His own member was fully erect, but he wasn't in urgent need of release just yet. He had more to do first.

 

His hand continued to stroke Subaru, and Seishirou could feel the younger man's hips begin to thrust into his hand. Subaru's breathing was coming quicker, shallower, the moans more definite. His body was beginning to writhe, seeking….something. Seishirou was still kissing him, licking, nibbling.

 

*************

 

Thrust….push….searching. Subaru's mind flickered closer to waking, but not yet being able to gain full consciousness. Memories flashed…images of bodies, of hands touching him, him touching another. Fires deep inside his being…burning, raging, consuming, wanting release.

 

**************

 

“Subaru,” Seishirou breathed into the small ear, continuing to pump his hand. “Subaru,” he called softly again. He wanted the man to be awake but didn't want to bring him out of sleep too quickly and perhaps spoil the moment.

 

***********

 

Subaru could hear something. A voice, a familiar voice, a voice that filled his memories, his dreams. A voice that heralded great pain, and great pleasure. A voice he knew. His mind dragged itself closer to waking, seeking to respond to that sound. Then fierce sensations burst in his being, centred deep inside him. He needed,,,,

 

***********

 

Subaru arched his back and thrust with his hips, moaning loudly, panting. His body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat and Seishirou could feel his own body responding, the fires building inside.

 

“Seishirou…” he suddenly heard whispered. Was Subaru awake, or was he talking in his sleep?, Seishirou wondered.

 

“Subaru. Wake up. Enjoy this with me.” Seishirou whispered, moving faster on Subaru's engorged length, the heat pulsing through Seishirou's hand. He could feel the slickness of the precum, knowing that Subaru was more than ready.

 

*************

Subaru came into waking, his body filled with tension, every nerve tingling, heat focused intensely in his groin. He could feel the long fingers wrapped around his erection, a strong hand encompassing him, heat increasing with the friction. He gasped out, thrusting into the motion, unable to stop himself. It felt so wonderful!

 

“Seishirou,” Subaru moaned again. “What…?”

 

Seishirou chuckled. “What am I doing?” he said, speeding up his motions a notch more and watching Subaru arch his back further, hips thrusting. “What a silly question. I would have thought it would be quite obvious.”

 

“Ooooooh!” was the only response he got.

 

He slipped his other arm around Subaru so he could bring it underneath, to reach up and around his chest. From this position he could reach Subaru's nipples and immediately fastened on one.

 

Subaru let out a cry and Seishirou could feel the tightening beginning within Subaru's body, every muscle becoming taut, the tension building, building. His hand pumped faster on Subaru, long sweeping strokes from base to tip, the other hand twisted and pulled and rubbing the sensitive nipples. He dropped his head to Subaru's neck and suddenly bit down.

 

***********

 

Subaru couldn't have stopped his release, no matter how much self control he may have had at other times. In his still sleep dazed state the intense overload of sensations that Seishirou had built in his unresisting body, at groin and nipples, was too much to ignore. And Subaru hadn't wanted to ignore them. His body craved them, seemed starved for them, wanted them.

 

He continued to thrust into the hand that enveloped him, increasing the speed, building the friction. He could feel himself getting closer, knew he would come soon. The muscles in his body tightened, straining. Then just when he knew he was about to climax, he suddenly felt Seishirou bite down on his neck, teeth digging sharply into his skin. This sudden spark of unexpected pain, coupled with the throbbing pleasure between his legs and deep in his belly, pushed him over the edge and he cried out as fire spilt out of his body.

 

************

 

“Seishirou!” Subaru cried out as he climaxed violently, semen spraying upwards over his flat stomach and chest. Seishirou continued to pump him, making him shudder again and again as the very last drops were squeezed from his body and flung away. Seishirou didn't stop until he felt Subaru's body completely collapse against him, every muscle drained and his penis lay limp in Seishirou's hand.

 

He gently licked the spot on Subaru's neck he had bitten. It had not been enough to break the skin, but it would bruise. Seishirou was silently pleased that it would. It was another mark to show that Subaru was his.

 

He removed his hand, allowing Subaru's limp member to fall to his body, and whispered in Subaru's ear, hearing the younger man still breathing a little rapidly.

 

“You knew that I would not allow you to go unpunished.” he murmured, trailing a tongue around that sensitive ear, eliciting a soft moan from Subaru.

 

Seishirou brought his semen covered hand behind Subaru, sliding the slick fingers between the buttocks, finding the entrance and slipped one finger inside

 

*********

 

Subaru lay limply, feeling Seishirou's arms around him. His whole body felt as though it was resonating from his release. He felt exhausted, drained. He felt Seishirou remove the hand from his softening length, shift under the sheets.

 

Suddenly, Subaru felt a pressure from behind. Something pushed inside him! His body tensed in shock at this invasion. He tried to push himself away. What was this?! It hurt! He didn't want this!

 

**********

 

Seishirou felt Subaru tense and try to shift away, to escape the intrusion to his body, but he had him trapped against his own with the other arm encircling his chest. He slowly slid the finger out and then back in….out, then in. Continuing this motion, whilst at the same time using his other hand to begin once more caressing Subaru's chest, trailing over ribs, chest, nipples, stomach and dropping soft kisses to the nape of the neck and shoulders.

 

***************

 

Subaru couldn't move, couldn't escape and he began to feel the first vestiges of panic, of fear. He couldn't dislodge the finger buried inside him. It was alien, it wasn't right! He felt Seishirou begin to move his hand, pulling the finger out, before pushing it back in. It hurt! He didn't want this! He had to get away!

 

Seishirou continued. Slowly, gently, and Subaru became aware of the soft touches to other parts of his body, the touch of lips on his neck, the flicker of a tongue tracing his ear, suckling on his lobe, soft strokes, caresses over his chest and nipples, gentle massages over his stomach.

 

These touches were soothing, calming and slowly began to send small sparks of desire racing over his skin. His mind became focussed on these, beginning to quiver in anticipation of the next touch. His body relaxed, responding to the pleasure beginning to build.

 

He was still aware of Seishirou's hand moving within him but the motion no longer caused pain, not even discomfort. It still felt a little…odd, but no longer unpleasant. It seemed that Seishirous's motion was much smoother now, easier.

 

***************

 

Seishirou continued to slowly pump his finger inside Subaru, not trying to rush things, taking his time. Gradually he could feel that his finger was sliding in easier, slipping past the ridge of muscle as Subaru's body no longer tried to force him out. He let a second finger join the first and pushed forward.

 

Subaru gave a little start at this further invasion and Seishirou felt his body's interior muscles tighten again, but he persevered. Out and then in, slowly, gently, steadily…out, then in.

 

************

 

When Seishirou pushed a second finger deep inside him, Subaru once again felt his body involuntarily tense. Not more!, he cried in his mind. But the motion continued.

 

He felt himself being stretched, the slight burning of pain. Why did it have to hurt?!

 

But the other touches to his body continued. Kisses and caresses on sensitised skin, sending messages of pleasure through his mind and body, and once more he began to relax.

 

As he relaxed, the pressure inside him seemed to ease, the motion becoming less intrusive and he began to feel the beginnings of a new sensation there.

 

Pleasure.

 

A feeling of searching, seeking, a touch so intimate and something Subaru had never experienced before. He thought he liked it, could get to like it. Suddenly, a burst of intense desire went through his body as one of Seishirou's long fingers brushed against something deep inside him. Subaru felt himself cry out and arch upwards, eyes widening with surprise. What was that?!, his mind racing, So good, so wonderful! The touch was gone, but Subaru wanted it back. Wanted it back.. now!

 

***********

 

Again Seishirou felt the pressure beginning to ease around his digits, the motion becoming smoother, easier. He began to scissor his fingers a little, stretching the passage, curling them to rub against the interior walls, searching, questing and finally being rewarded when Subaru arched suddenly upwards, almost off the bed, with a strangled gasp as Seishirou found his prostate.

 

Seishirou couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him. Subaru was so delightful in his responses. Nothing was so wonderful as seeing a virgin discover the pleasures of sex and embrace it wholeheartedly. But there was much more in wait for Subaru.

 

He continued to stroke Subaru inside, moving away from his prostate, only to return to it. Each time Subaru moaned and writhed, and soon began to push backwards, pushing Seishirou's fingers deeper each time. Subaru's body was no longer trying to force him out but was attempting to draw him in further.

*********

 

The touch came again, then left, only to return. Subaru's body kept responding and he knew, deep in his mind, that Seishirou was doing this deliberately, building the pleasure.

 

And it was working. Subaru's body was quivering with need, wanting, seeking, trying to claw towards it release. The feel of Seishirou's hands, one buried deep inside and stroking him there, the other stroking his torso, claiming his body both inside and out, was an incredible feeling. Subaru wanted to touch Seishirou also.

 

************

 

Seishirou felt a hand flutter over his hip and slip between their bodies. The slim fingers eagerly closed around his erection, full and throbbing and pressed against the soft yielding flesh of Subaru's buttocks, gathering it up in a firm grasp.

 

Seishirou gasped at the contact, unconsciously jerking his hips forward into that warmth. The hand began to move, stroking, a thumb trailing over the head and wiping away the precum, making Seishirou moan.

 

He continued to pump his hand inside Subaru, whilst thrusting himself into the warm hand that grasped him. Soooo good!

 

************

 

Subaru felt the hard rigid member in his hand, the slickness leaking from the head, sliding over his palm and down that long length. He heard Seishirou's moan in his ear, deep, husky, filled with desire and he shivered in response.

 

*************

 

Seishirou could feel the tension building inside him, the need burning fiercer. His fingers pumped harder, faster into Subaru. Seishirou could hear him moaning, gasping. His other arm still gripped the younger man to him tightly, and he knew that his fingers were digging in deeply and would leave bruises on that white skin, but he couldn't stop himself.

 

“Mine,” he said into Subaru's ear in a low, harsh voice, dry with need. “You are mine!” and he pulled his fingers from Subaru, pushing Subaru's hand from his own erection, spread Subaru's buttocks, and thrust forward. He slid inside Subaru in one smooth stroke, forcing himself forward until he was encased to the base.

 

*************

 

Subaru heard Seishirou's whispered words, words that sent a shiver down his spine. He felt Seishirou withdraw his fingers from his body, leaving him feeling completely bereft and empty suddenly. His hand was suddenly stripped away from the long, hot length of Seishirou's erection that he had been grasping.

 

Had he done something wrong?, he wondered.

 

He wasn't expecting it when suddenly something incredibly long and thick was thrust inside him.

 

He arched up, crying out in true pain. The burning, the hurt! He felt he was being torn apart! He had to escape, to get away! No!! No more!

 

*************

 

At his entry, Subaru had almost arched off the bed with a choked scream, trying to pull away. But Seishirou had two hands free now and he wrapped both around the younger man, pulling him closer, impaling him deeper, yet his hands were also gentle as they traced soothing patterns over the burning skin to try and calm, relaxing the shaking body.

 

“It's all right, it's all right,” he murmured in the ear, hearing the rapid panting edged with pain.

 

***********

 

Tears leaked from Subaru's eyes, teeth clenched, sobs choking in his throat. Seishirou's arms were wrapped tightly around him, preventing any movement at all. They confined him, trapped him, all the while that hot, throbbing presence filled him.

 

He was choking on his cries. He felt Seishirou's hands slowly begin to stroke his body, gentle, soft, whispered words of comfort and assurance in his ear.

 

Seishirou wasn't moving, just lying there, curled against him. He could feel Seishirou's testicles resting against his buttocks. He came to fully realise then just what this sensation was that he was feeling. What was causing it. The heat, the pulsing feeling that was still, even now, buried deep inside him was Seishirou. Seishirou's erection, the same one Subaru had only just a moment ago been grasping in his hand. It was Seishirou buried deep inside him, filling him completely.

 

So is this what Seishirou had felt when Subaru had taken him last night?

 

Perhaps not. Subaru doubted that Seishirou had been unfamiliar with this sort of activity, unlike himself. But perhaps he had felt this same feeling of being so close, so intimately connected to someone.

 

He felt fingers wrap around his penis. Long fingers, a warm hand whose touch Subaru knew so well. The gentle touch of fingertips, then the long slow, steady strokes began to rebuild his feelings of desire. He still wanted this man. He still wanted Seishirou...in all ways.

 

Without realising, Subaru's body began to relax, to respond to the sensations being created and brought to the surface. His body began to move with the motion, a smooth rocking motion.

 

**********

 

Seishirou didn't try moving at all, keeping himself perfectly still and reached down with one hand to seek Subaru's penis. He found it, still limp but he gently began to trail his fingertips along its length. Slowly, lightly, no sensations other than gentleness, no sense of pain.

 

He felt Subaru's breathing begin to calm, the tenseness in his body begin to ease a little. He could feel the interior muscles still trying to fight him though, so he wrapped his hand around Subaru's flaccid member and gently began to stroke him to arousal.

 

Seishirou didn't know how long this would take, but he was soon rewarded with a twitch within his grasp. He knew he had hurt Subaru and was a little sorry that he hadn't been able to be more organised to find some ointment to ease his entry. But he had not been able to hold on any longer, and he had….feared… that any break in this dance would have caused Subaru to flee him. But he would do his best to ease that pain now and make this a pleasurable experience - for them both.

 

He continued to run his hand up the length, and felt Subaru's erection begin to grow, starting from the base, and stretching upwards to the head, beginning to fill his hand. The heat began to increase, both in Subaru's erection and in Seishirou's.

 

As Subaru's erection became full, Seishirou could feel the younger man's body begin to move in time to his hand's motion, thrusting with his hips. Seishirou let him, for as Subaru pushed forward with his hips, he would then push backwards, impaling himself on Seishirou's erection buried deep in his body.

 

Seishirou felt Subaru's interior muscles relax a little more, no longer clamping down rigidly on him. Gently he began to move, rocking his hips forward and back, timing it with the motion of his hand as he pleasured Subaru.

 

He began to feel Subaru push backwards more often, moving towards him, and not so much forward into his hand. Whether Subaru realised it or not, his body was moving to what it craved the most, the most pleasure, and it knew it was not to be found in the hand.

 

Seishirou let go of Subaru's erection to grasp Subaru's hip. Subaru moaned at the loss of that contact, but Seishirou began to move in earnest, pushing forward with his hips and angling upwards.

 

*************

 

Subaru felt the motion cease on his erection and moaned with loss. He didn't want it to stop now! He needed it to go on! He needed more!

 

He then felt a different motion, a rocking motion from behind him. A slick body pushing against his back, pressure against his rear, a deep probing within him. The motion felt good…..in, out….in, out. Sliding, moving, rubbing, going deeper and deeper.

 

Suddenly that searching member touched something. A bolt of pure ecstasy shot through his entire body, dark spots danced across his vision and he gasped. More, more, more…he wanted more!

 

**********

 

The cry and moan that escaped Subaru this time was one of pure pleasure as Seishirou touched his prostate. That sound spurred Seishirou on. He pumped harder, forcing himself in deeper, his grip on Subaru's hip pulling the young man back harder to him, pushing him deeper.

 

************

 

Subaru's entire body was rocked - both physically, emotionally and spiritually, inside and out. The pleasure continued to come, race through his body, filling him, burning him, drawing him. He wanted…..needed…..desired…..had to have…more!

 

*************

 

“Yesss,” Seishirou heard Subaru whisper, “Don't…stop.” A moan, a grunt. “Keep going……faster…..harder.”

 

Seishirou obliged, hearing his own ragged breathing almost in time with Subaru's equally ragged breathing. The younger man's body squirmed and writhed in his arms, every contact of skin against skin sending fires through him, all centring deep in his groin.

 

He felt his testicles tightening, drawing upwards, he was close, so close. He thrust harder, faster, hitting Subaru's prostate over and over again, drawing cry after cry from the younger man.

 

***********

 

Subaru had to have Seishirou, he wanted to feel Seishirou more. He wanted to know that he had had Seishirou in this way, in a way he had never had before and knew deep inside he was unlikely to ever have again. He wanted the man to possess him fully this one time, to give in to him completely, let his body receive the most intimate portion of the Sakurazukamori. This one time, he wanted them to just be together!

 

“I want to feel you inside me!” Subaru suddenly cried, managing to get an entire sentence out in one go, as he arched back into Seishirou.

 

That was enough to send Seishirou crashing over the edge. He thrust violently into Subaru, releasing the hip he had been gripping and wrapping his hand around Subaru's long neglected erection. A few quick, hard strokes was enough to cause Subaru to let out a long, strangled shout as he came again, and with every sharp spurt of semen Subaru thrust hard back against Seishirou.

 

 

Subaru felt his release dragged from his body, Seishirou still thrusting deep inside him sending fires of pleasure coursing through his nerves, a hard, firm hand gripping his shooting member. He felt the stickiness coat his stomach, his throat dry from crying out, the tenseness of his body beginning to relax as his climax pulsed out of him.

 

And at the same time he suddenly felt an intense warmth, fluid filling him inside, feeling as though it was the pure essence of Seishirou that was permeating every portion of his body, joining with his, becoming a part of him.

 

***********

 

With a harsh cry Seishirou thrust once more and spilled his release deep inside Subaru's body. He shuddered as he came again, and again, each time making his entire body jerk. He wanted more, he didn't want to stop, yet soon there was no more, no matter what he wanted.

 

He gasped as his whole body seemed to try to collapse in on itself. He felt drained, in a way he had never felt before. It was not like him to give so much of himself. It was a natural instinct of the Sakurazukamori to always have power in reserve to draw upon. To allow himself to be drained left him vulnerable. And the Sakurazukamori was never vulnerable. But there was nothing left in him now.

 

He pulled himself back a little, feeling his softened member slip from Subaru's body.

 

“Are you alright?” he questioned, slipping both arms around the body before him, feeling the heart still pounding in the chest, sweat making the skin slick.

 

“Yes,” was the answering whisper.

 

“Good.” he murmured, placing a soft kiss on the neck and nuzzling it. “Remember, if you take a tiger by the tail you must learn to ride it.” he said with a chuckle to Subaru.

 

“I think I must have ridden this `tiger' well enough to please him. Or so the evidence suggests.” Subaru said with a soft laugh in his voice.

 

Seishirou felt his lips curve in a smile. “Oh,” he purred, licking Subaru's neck. “You rode the `tiger' very well. For a beginner.”

 

Subaru shrugged slightly. “Live and learn.” he replied.

 

Seishirou arranged himself better on the pillows, still remaining spooned against Subaru, with one arm thrown possessively around that body.

 

“Just remember, once you stop riding the tiger, it will turn and eat you.” he said with a chuckle, thinking of the funny children's fable. “Sleep now, Subaru.”

 

************

 

Subaru felt Seishirou settle behind him, heard the breathing slow down until he was certain the other man was truly asleep.

 

He savoured the warmth of the other's body pressed against his, the feel of the arm encircling him, drawing him closer to that warmth. How he wished things could stay this way, that this is what he could wish for in the future.

 

But it was not to be. As Seishirou had said, once you stop riding the tiger, it will turn and eat you. Not `may' eat you, but `will'. It was a definite.

 

Just as it was a definite that The Final Battle was coming. Just as it was a definite that the Dragons of Heaven, of whom he was one, would fight against the Dragons of Earth, of which Seishirou was one. And they would be battles to the death.

 

But Subaru still had his only wish left to fulfil. And Seishirou was the only one who could do that.

 

He closed his eyes and slept, not realising that a single tear slid from the corner of his eye to fall to the pillow.